I come from a town known as "Dogtown,"
from the hind end of Venus
from the boil on the butt
of the goddess of "love"
Picture this, if you will
a desert that fills a planet,
a desert the size of Venus
I come from a planet known as "Venus,"
from a place named for "beauty"
where the sun shines all day,
where the goddess never lived
Picture this, if you will:
a heart can become a desert
if love is allowed to wither,
if love is allowed to die
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This song is scored for solo clarinet, alto flute, marimba, and synthesizer.
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