When she was young, she’d listen to the radio Waitin’ for her favorite song When it played, she’d sing along. When I was young, I’d listen to the radio Waitin’…
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When she was young, she’d listen to the radio Waitin’ for her favorite song When it played, she’d sing along. When I was young, I’d listen to the radio Waitin’…
Leave a CommentYes. But then again, No. I mean, perhaps, on Saturday, if it’s fine. But it probably won’t be. Soon, though. Very soon. Promise. And no phones this time. For once.…
Leave a Commentthe rain from the sky it falls the beautiful notice it most of all the beautiful up from the earth they spring they bring us the sun in the bluest…
Leave a Commentone fry joint looks pretty much another they all really sorta look the same everybody knows you need to work there but no one seems to need to know your…
Leave a CommentThe old ghost of Old Oxford Rd, he “fell off his horse,” so I’m told… But his wounds look quite vicious, which makes me suspicious that they just might have…
Leave a CommentThe holidays are jolly, hanging wreathes and hoisting holly with the reindeer and the snowmen standing guard The Christmas season’s calling as the mercury is falling From Baltimore to Boston’s…
1 CommentMy eyes, they are not closing My eyes, they will not close Until I look for one more hour on your face. My limbs, though they grow heavy My limbs,…
Leave a CommentHaving visions of my visions of my baby drinking coffee making something out of nothing making visions out of coffee out of splendid brilliant chasms filled with coffee filled with…
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