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There in the corner resting silently the old wooden bench reclines beneath the billowing sky. Peeled and pale much the worst for wear. "A couple of young fellas  down at Kitty Hawk flew like wounded ducks". Did you hear? That was a humdinger. "Somebody swiped the Mona Lisa right under their noses" Tick witness to it all has heard the deepest of dark secrets whether tumbledown in solitude or passed about in chatter. "The Titanic went down last week ,What a pity." wasn't that thing impossible to sink" well I'll see you later The Trolleys are running slow today. There's  this young upstart playing at the picture show this week. Chaplin I think his name is Moving pictures,oh what will they think of next. I got a letter from William fighting in The Somme. Dont know when or if he is coming home. Nights are cold in the rain. Tick Bathtub gin.  A little nip every now and then can't be a sin. The Lucky Lindy is the latest swing. Tock. Mickey mouse meet sliced bread.  The birth of a nation Bring the kids out on Saturday The can play awhile. Heard That ****** Trotsky got shot. What do you think that  will bring Guess Adolf bit off more than he could Chew cause  that big air war in Britain made him tuck tail. Tick The greatest generation has come and is all but gone The park bench sits and awaits the dawn past Y 2 K and on and on till today, this very hour waiting for another story to tell like a morning flower at sunrise Beautiful petals and leaves No one grieves for the passing of time. The park bench sighs and Then reclines.
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Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC
The Park Bench
There in the corner resting silently the old wooden bench reclines beneath the billowing sky. Peeled and pale much the worst for wear. "A couple of young fellas  down at Kitty Hawk flew like wounded ducks". Did you hear? That was a humdinger. "Somebody swiped the Mona Lisa right under their noses" Tick witness to it all has heard the deepest of dark secrets whether tumbledown in solitude or passed about in chatter. "The Titanic went down last week ,What a pity." wasn't that thing impossible to sink" well I'll see you later The Trolleys are running slow today. There's  this young upstart playing at the picture show this week. Chaplin I think his name is Moving pictures,oh what will they think of next. I got a letter from William fighting in The Somme. Dont know when or if he is coming home. Nights are cold in the rain. Tick Bathtub gin.  A little nip every now and then can't be a sin. The Lucky Lindy is the latest swing. Tock. Mickey mouse meet sliced bread.  The birth of a nation Bring the kids out on Saturday The can play awhile. Heard That ****** Trotsky got shot. What do you think that  will bring Guess Adolf bit off more than he could Chew cause  that big air war in Britain made him tuck tail. Tick The greatest generation has come and is all but gone The park bench sits and awaits the dawn past Y 2 K and on and on till today, this very hour waiting for another story to tell like a morning flower at sunrise Beautiful petals and leaves No one grieves for the passing of time. The park bench sighs and Then reclines.
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Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC
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