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June 2, 1998
10:38 PM
Thought #9

With apologies to Ray Bradbury's "Here There Be Tygers." This poem was originally typeset in uppercase.

WE GOTTA GO GO HOME HIDE UNDER THE WARM BLANKET HIDE AWAY DON'T SPEAK TO ANYBODY STARE AT THE DARKNESS RELAX FALL ASLEEP GO THERE GO WHERE YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO GO BEWARE DON'T GO TOO FAR THERE COULD BE TIGERS THERE RUN RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ESCAPE GO TO YOUR FRIEND'S PLACE KNOCK HE ISN'T THERE WE GOTTA GO I GOTTA GO GO THERE TOO CLOSE YOUR EYES LOOK AT THE DARK SKY RELAX YOU'RE IMMORTAL WAKE UP LOOK OUT THE WINDOW GO TO THE FIELD OF GRASS GO LEAVE NO TRACE VANISH IN THE GREAT GREEN SEA RELAX TAKE THE ELEVATOR TO THE TOP FLOOR LOOK INTO THE DEEP BLACK SHAFT RELAX OPEN YOUR EYES WAKE UP DISAPPEAR BECOME INVISIBLE LOOK THROUGH AND CLOSE YOUR EYES RELAX THERE'S STRENGTH IN NUMBERS RELAX AS A DECEASED WISH RELAX WE GOTTA GO RELAX YOU SEE YOU GOTTA GO UP UP AND GO AWAY AWAY INTO THE DEEP BLUE SKY CLOSE YOUR EYES DIVE RELAX YOU BLUE AND GREEN RELAX AND RED LOOK INTO MY EYES GO GO TO BE RELAX DON'T BE CREATE EXISTENCE OF A SOUL RELAX I AM IMMORTAL WE GOTTA GO GO HIGH LOW HIGH AMAZINGLY HIGH RELAX THE LAST DEATH WISH IS PRESENT HERE AT HAND RELAX BRIGHT LIGHT RUN RUN FOR YOUR LIFE FALL INTO THE WELL OF YOUTH REMEMBER THE DAY RELAX