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Thursday, October 21, 2010

Now it's Late


Now it's late and I'm sitting all alone,
Wondering if I dare pick up the telephone.
To hear your voice . . to think of you near,
To call you love . . to call you dear
Come quickly come quickly!
I'll love you to the core!
Else I'll become sickly,
And die an old bore!

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