Dorsey Baker Poems

I've got the happy birthday
blues
I'm out of whisky
I aint got no
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A room full of people
all around you
its a very small room
full of excited people
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A hungry baby
sucks from the breast
another child
holds tightly
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When people
build bombs
everybody wants
the bigger one
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I hear that monster
in your voice
and he really
sounds angry
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You can have the farm
the grassy fields
give me the city
the bright lights
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Baby the rain come down
beat itself up on the ground
Baby I can hear
the wind
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When you look into your heart, the Christmas spirit, thats what you should see, full of love, thats what you should be-
Christmas is for the young, Christmas is for the old,
Christmas is for every living soul-
Snowflakes falling, they make no sound, to make a blanket of white,
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Its such a cold
winter night
wrap me up tight
Come here baby
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Baby my mind is
flooded with thoughts of you
and no other
thought can come into my head
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