Johnny B Good Poem by Pierre Rausch

Somehow underlined the word
A huge canvas by Ad Reinhard
In its multicolored plumage
Always looks with desire

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I couldn't really do it
After the night we had
To all appearances, just as before
Oh sure - life resumed

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These words, this melody
Any last doubt
To stand that behavior
To be most beautiful

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