THE CRUSH

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COUNTRY POEMS



                All during the dark night

              I think of your face shining bright.

              When I dream, I see you.  Yes, It's true.

              All I can think, is being with you.

              I wake up blue.  I scream.

              I can't eat.  You are so neat.

              You are so neat.

              I can't do a thing.  You make me want to sing.

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