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What would you like for Christmas-a new polarity?
You're binary, and desperate to deal in higher figures that lick us with their hotter flame-lick each and everyone the same.
And March, the mad scientist,
rings a new change in ever-dancing colours.
He rings it here and he rings it....
but no-one stops to see
the change of fate and the fate of change
that slips into his pocket-so he locks it all away from view.
And shares not what he thought you knew.
And April is summer-bound-And February's blue.
And no one stops to see the colours.
