I've told you some stories,
that make you believe.
I've taken your worries,
I've given you grief.
I've told you some tall tales,
I heard in my youth,
But most of them pale,
when I tell you the truth.
It's what I do,
what I've always done best.
But I'll always need you,
If my tales are to last.
5/23/10 29 palms ca.
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