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A trusting little leaf of green,
A bold audacious frost;
A rendezvous, a kiss or two,
And youth for ever lost.
Ah, me!
The bitter, bitter cost.
A flaunting patch of vivid red,
That quivers in the sun;
A windy gust, a grave of dust,
The little race is run.
Ah, me!
Were that the only one.
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I am leading a quiet life
in Mike’s Place every day
watching the champs
of the Dante Billiard Parlor
and the French pinball addicts.
I am leading a quiet life
on lower East Broadway.
I am an American.
I was an American boy.
I read the American Boy Magazine
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Something pierces my heart
‘tis sharper than a sword, and
Spear of any knight…
Through the eight ribs, it pierc'd
In the dark corner of my loneliness
It quickens my soul from adversity
But sometimes, put me in tears
Of true tenderness emotion…
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Prone to bloviation pure and simple
rides on figurative high horse,
which doubles up as my Plymouth Duster
analogous to General George Armstrong Custer
...
So close to Heaven,
so far from God
The gate still locked
—the devil nods
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As Biden polls keep dropping,
Inflation keeps on raising.
To us American Firsters,
It is not surprising.
...
It's this which has me thrilled
When rested and at home
(When my work is done-
At winking downward sun-
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The song of Africa
I lie in hearing
The African song
Giving an ear to
...
In this world,
Everyone seems to suffer from
Some kind of madness.
Known or unknown.
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He touched her beautiful face
While kissing her sweet lips
And then there was fireworks.
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You may know my name
You may know my fame
But you don't know why I came
In your own times
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When I'm alone I think of you
I wonder if you think of me
You are somewhere outside my mind
I imagine you with so much fond
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IT TAKES PERFECT PLANNING AND A WELL REHEARSED
TEAM,
AND TIRELESS TRAINING FOR THE OPERATION,
YOU NEED PRESS PASSES TO ACCESS THE SCENE.
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