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Let us go then you and I
while the night is laid out against the sky
like a smear of mustard on an old pork pie.
"Nice poem Tom. I have ideas for changes though, why not come over?"
-- Ezra
Just a song before I go, Going through security
To whom it may concern, I held her for so long.
Traveling twice the speed of sound She finally looked at me in love,
It's easy to get burned. And she was gone.
When the shows were over Just a song before
🐠 -- ⚡ -- 🌂 -- 🐊 -- 🎫 -- 🎽 -- 🥒 -- 💄 -- 📒 -- 👳 -- 🍖 -- 🍇 -- 🐛 -- 🚙 -- 👹