crate-wood (2017)

charlotte's web had a seedy underbelly
spelling good smells later shown on the telly
   saved that pig a magical spider,  
   that girl fern, all animals abide'r,  or

perish, alone no strands debonair
amelia earhart's arc to the fair
   bathed in the buttermilk all mothers make good
   trucked in the lie all-fathers crate-wood

get in you'll be fine, our truculent swine
free speech tongue so tasty in populist wine
    while templeton gather the script of the trash
    politics weave some pastoral cash

   fragile yet strong, brave and devout
   feminine spinner, transient bout
   



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