He was unforgettable.
Magpies gossip at the local,
Fountain stream.
And living a long life,
The wisest said.
You won't again recapture,
What you had last night.
Nor remember in the heat,
And what he said.
Look to yonder mountain peak,
The snow begin's to melt.
And by his,
passing in the night.
He undressed day,
And stood naked in the night.
So what one had,
He had risen and traveled on,
Before the morning light.
And lacking gossips skill,
Could not recapture.
A picture made from word's,
Unforgettable.
All last night they heard,
And in loving, wished they had.
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