This town is wrong
even its trees hang upside down
From the blue canvas above
And the streets lead nowhere
Sweaty and confused by the heat.
Nothing shall change
Unless you decide to step up
To try and rotate the canvas
At least by a few degrees
And teach some of the green.
Then somebody else will
Take a turn and move
The painting again to the right,
to remedy the situation we are in
People, beasts,and innocent trees
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