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By Night
There was a touch of
Loren in the gardens,
Savannah that is,
And although Evelyn
In the crab tree didn’t
Know what in the
Hell I was talking about,
How could she,
Like Ralph she
Couldn’t make the
Connection, didn’t
Have the perception
Of a lady in heels
And quantum travel
By night.
Stephen Nesbitt © . |
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