Pierre Rausch Poems

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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The travelreport from the ceiling
They sat there on the beach
And if anyone had a spot, it was denied
They sat there on the beach
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He woke each morning very early
With a sense of wonderment, a sense of being
blessed
He would be left ironic after hours of work
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One day it would be a dance dress
She was entitled to laugh if she wanted to
To be the bridesmaid like you
Glad in a million years
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The most disarming smile
Built into a hole in the wall
Nightingale Star
It had been taken early
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It took the decision away
It helps, she must go, go alone
Was staying with her
And push along the circuit
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They walked for ten minutes
They waited in a hot noisy line of people
Would it matter if they were loaded
Into the Lago Grande if they asked you
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