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Dec 2011
The clock strikes two, too whit too hoo
The barn owl cries
My phone is on roo raa raa roo
The wait dies...

Too whit too whoo when would he call?
I wait and wait
Roo ra ra roo, the phone is on
The hour is set.

"Cinderella hour" and he doesn't call
What's wrong, oh my!
I toss and turn, all forlorn
As time slips by...

Then goes the ring, trring trriing triing
I jump to it
He calls and calls while i hold my breath
Tat for ***!

And then i go tee da da do
I do give in
To hear those three letter words
My head's a spin

Love you, love you, I love you
Is all i hear
His sugary voice, with an extra poise
That brings a tear

Is it a dream, is it a song
Is it the rain?
Roo raa raa roo, too whit too whoo
"WAIT" again...
Aparna Ganguli
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