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Frothing salmonella on the Adriatic Sea
Someone locked the gate to dreamland and threw away the key
I swallowed my umbrella, curled up in a Persian rug
The rain came down for thirty days so into the earth I dug
I never found any rainbows, â¦no pots of gold
Stranded in the station all alone
I never reached that destination, I turned to go
But I don't mind if I ever make it home
I took the midnight train to Venice, sins of the carnival
The gypsies turned on one another to keep their bellies full
I bid farewell Prater, the meadows turned to snow
Woke up in a warm legume with one place left to go
I blew out the candle and forced myself to sleep
Others shared the bed I made, daisies lined the street
The cake defacing vandal, to the gondolier he spoke
I wonder if the birthday girl would ever get the joke