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| 10.07.05 (3:49 am) [edit] |
Inspired to pass through this ghost town againInspired by the verse of a very dear friend Who speaks of small moments yet to pass Of whatnots and whimseys that promise to last Of tossing convention and rules to the wind Not bad for a closet case rebel type friend Full of winks and smiles and casual shrugs And eyebrows that wiggle and soft mental hugs I find myself chuckling at the queen of mean Who seems to be envious of one Jenny Green Some things in the world are meant to fit Beyond troubles and moving and servers that quit I tip my hat to this very dear friend And pray for kindness from the almighty wind That, like ours, its conviction shan't find itself soften That one day our paths will cross and cross often This, for my very dear friend. L |
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