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Can'T We Just Mosey?

Rating: 5.0

The ticking sphere up on the wall
No longer holds our lives,
That anxious state of time so gloomy.

Be gone you dreaded hours, you fiendish
Walls, you checkered sighs!

Take your muggy rooms so dim! Your
Cells of yawning, waning light!

Bring us woodlands calm and green!
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Landrey 23 April 2007

nice very nice, even in tough times, the Bandwagoner pulls through. intriguing: 'checkered sighs' I like it. ah, the ticking sphere. -landrey

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