Spiriting Us - For Meghan
Days of old when life wasn't cold
Humans were humane and weren't told
To shut up when they were being scold
Longing for the days that were so bold
Bartenders that would listen
To customers in the zen
Soul-starving souls lost in rock n roll
Dying for new recreation's soul
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
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