Bill Simmons Poems

'Just hold your finger on the end of this plug wire'
Said the mechanic to the lad
The apprentice said 'See, do you mean just like this? '
As he then smiled at his dad
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I hear someone coming
I’ve heard that sound before
I can hear her high heels
Walking to my door
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He poured in the powder
Dropped in that musket ball
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Coming home, so many beside me
But so alone
So many friends that helped to guide me
Now on my own
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Somewhere in the pacific
Is a tiny raft that floats
Where the strength and will of one to live
Hangs on within this boat
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I love a good rap like any poor sap
But let me tell you so
You got a hot date don't let your mama take
When it comes the time to go
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I was down at cousin Jeffery’s for Thanksgiving
Now I have heard some fables
But when I walked in I rubbed both my eyes
There was a live turkey sitting at the end of the table
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Two hearts beating
Feel her breath
Fingertips they meet
As you caress
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Cross my heart, hope not to cry
Memories they flutter by
I remember you and I
Once upon a time in our lives
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See the glow of the steeple
See the stars overhead
See the little children
Fall asleep, go to bed
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