a flower grew in a crack
in the sidewalk in back
of the colossal universal bank
where a chauffeur named frank
waited for mister magg
whose shoulders were beginning to sag
from the weight of his responsibilities
to the ring of shining cities
encircling the spinning globe
he wished he was in his bathrobe
instead of staring at another prospectus
o lord, he thought, protect us
frank chewed a piece of gum
and a happy tune began to hum
but the flower did not care
and the blue sky continued to stare
as a single raindrop fell
on the flower it loved so well
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