Charles M Moore Poems

They keep the cold at bay
with dreams of yesterday
when they were young and in their prime
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I was sitting on my own
tapping my feet to music echo'ed on the wall
I lit a cigarette
and watched the couples as they danced around the hall
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Jungle Jim was one day walking
in the valley by the brook
he thought he'd find some roots and herbs
for a chicken he would cook
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It's so right
that I should want to get to know you
It's so right
that I should want to hold your hand
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Come and have a look at this
it's such a touch of class
my liver is incredible
my hearts a work of art
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Silly schemes forgotten dreams of yesterday
amazing how they seem to pass us by
if everyone remembered all their yesterdays
tomorrow would be different this time
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Perhaps in the future you'll find someone
maybe that person will be number one
and if you love them and don't cry or run
maybe your life will be true
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It was a cold day when the rain came down
our life was just a hole in the ground
I tell you if there's a hell, then this was it
between our legs the rats would roam
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In a book of empty chapters
full of verse with missing lines
changing suffering for worship
in a song that never rhymes
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