Pierre Rausch Poems

That's great, I've the hang of it
So we thought we might start out
You were playing the game too
There would be no point
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The voice must say I love you
And had planned to meet
And took off my glasses
Who are these people?
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The light refreshment and for other reasons
You want to slow down at the crossroads
Pressing A, pressing B
And you hope to get further pressure
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They'd make up afterwards
On a sweltering summer's day
She walked up in the sunlit driveway
Front and center
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The gesture was so direct, that she almost spit it
She did not want to think about it
She did not have the time to type it out
The pavement is cracking with the fever
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|: Welcome to the Ridge Racer: |
With a wonderful and rapid clarity
A magnificent dress
There is so much for everyone
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His favorite spot to visit was with need
For speed for the terrible lies
I think it all got knocked out
On the highway mission interstate
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I was waiting
So long
So long
I was seeking
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It had nothing to do with you
You only had to read the papers
To be an object of suspicion once
At pictures and frowns, at a window
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Can imagine you have any admirers
Since you are beautiful too
And to congratulate you even more
To make you hide away ever since
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