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Ordbajseri #3

I gaze at the starstrewn sky
Wishing I could sprout wings and fly
To someplace warm and dry
Leaving behind this soggy sty
But only dreams are helping nigh
And you must meet the demon's eye
Even feeling not so spry
And rather wanting to be shy
But no point being sly
When you try to meaning spy
In this world gone so awry
So much so you might just cry
Yet still you must yourself apply
To stand strong for truth to vie
And get a bite of the forbidden pie
Just one time before you die
And say to this life your last goodbye
Hoping it was not a lie




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Publicerad 2015-12-06 12:43



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