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Thursday, January 6, 2011

Lead Her

Later you just might score, 
I never said you are dead. 
We buried this over animal music. 
Our stand-in event, is passive, that much I made. 
At home we could have found sleep about space,
Jokers said, "But are you having clues? I have assets."
But he, day one, was not imagining,
We all have been beasts."
Muse, I see Miss Ivy!
"Expert!" I meant, "Heart care actor!"
Is this how we verse of Moon?
Our poor tune, I tie'd down to come, a Husband.
So he did care for them,
Before my bovine smoke party.


with Eva Moll, July 21, 2006, 58, 59, 60        Part I, Part II



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