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MacAurthur's park is melting in the dark
all the sweet, green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think I can take it
cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground around your knees
the birds like tender babies in your hands
and the old men playing checkers by the trees
Oh, yeah!
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