YOU'RE HOME

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COUNTRY POEMS



         I know you're home.

       When I call you on the phone.

         You don't answer.

       It's true.  I am blue.

        I know you're there.

       That you don't get my call is not fair.

      I, for it, don't care.

        I think I'm going to fall.

        I see, you have caller ID.

          

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