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Home again, home again, jiggity-jig, Danced with a Horse, had boiled pig. Spoke with Oz and Frank and Twig. Traveled the time line, finished the gig. Home again, home again, jiggity-jog, Listened to sounds, drove through the fog. Ate prickly ash and fish and frog, Sat like a Buddha, lung full of smog. Home again, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…