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shallee

sometimes
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when my fingers won't move briskly
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I'm in the mood but lacking whisky
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the summer night is super sticky
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too fast to stop, too slow for quickie
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the fan blows soft at the back of my head
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something I love -- sweet and strong -- has fled
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and through the blind, and bugged pane, a tiny light
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tells me nothing's right
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this is how I free up time
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to make a silly, frozen rhyme
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25 Jul 12


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