Winterscore ©
Wednesday, June 3, 2026
The hull sits on dark clouds
The hull sits on dark clouds
George Floyd an albatross
The wind has stopped blowing
The Stars and Stripes now Cross
Thoughts are everywhere yet
There’s not a drop of think
If the earth were flat then
Clearly we’re on the brink
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