92.
It is so nice to wake up
In the morning and fart
Without having some one
Who doesn't like the sound
93.
I went up and up in the stream
And down and down in myself
I realized the difference between
You and the others is just a name
94.
The man is lonely here
Under neat of a tree
Which its shadow
Flows up to infinity
Shall I drink more wine tonight?
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