It was solemn after uncle Joe was gone
He did not die along with his darling gun
It was dearest as if was going to war
But all they had in his time was music tour.
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He knew this moment will come someday
But never knew would be the month of May
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Lost like sheeps were the poor sweet girls
They are as dear as if were pearls
To search for them will leave the rest
Who's the shepered that guards the nest?
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Let the fragments of sunlit nest in your eyes
Make the soft wind blow as cordial as your smile
Let your sweet impulse enfold the pregnant skies
The angels and flowers your beauty do rile.
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In life we live to rise and to fall
Like love, a task that never will pall.
Will a child, fed from the vinegary breast
Taste poor life as cloying than a gall?
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To sorrow is to joy, to laff is to weep
Let me be the gall that sweetens thy bile
Wear unto thy face thy pride as robust thy hip
Somantha to reek as thy breath, will take while
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Lady, your voice is meek and fluent as your glance
You walked in as adorning a rose
To tell which is lovelier is slightly perchance
I will invest my gaze wherest thee goes.
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You do better tempt by your ill mannered gaze
Your winks cast a grave for in my righteous fall
The thread of your bare feet, mould the sand a face
If I mourn your smile, my days will ever dull.
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What manner of a thinker are you?
The kind that brings the world to her knees?
You bask in the dark but crave for peace
Do great thinkers think idly as this?
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