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There're Things...
The cherry from my cigarette
Fell an hit my leg
The play gold in the toy chest
Disappeared one day
Like a memory of the sunset
The first day that we met
There're things that I don't tell you
That I mean to say
The cournal from the popcorn
Is lodged in the back of my throat
The magic wand in all it's glory
Won't work now it's broke
There're things that I won't tell you
That I want to say
The cherry from my cigarette
Fell and hit my leg
Chera,
this is my favorite work by you...i don't know why but it is. nice job buddie
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sara
Chachi bear, I think its wonderful. I don't know either, but I get good words out, and I don't know what they're about. Like i was in the shower the other day...oh sorry, wrong time...... I loved it. Keep on keepin on...write more.