An Early Poem by Iggy the Dwarf (remembered in 1994)

 I saw a spy

On the fourth of July

He looked at the sky

As the colors flew by.


Admittedly, it may have followed Canadian spelling in the version Lunatic read voluntarily, while I was a unwilling patient on his ward before he diagnosed himself as a rabbit.




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