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I turned stranger
Into Starman
In the Sunday
New York Times
Like Anne Sexton
With her star rats
Working backwards
Till it rhymes
For the love of God
You can't tell me again
For the love of God
You can't tell me again
With a pencil
And eraser
I've rewritten
All your crimes
I turned stranger
Into Starman
In the Sunday
New York Times
