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Oct 2011
it's too bad,
blowing on the harmonica
that he's found
Louise can never be what he needs

and it's too bad
strumming the strings
that he knows
Johanna is all he'll ever want

and it's too bad
singing the song
that he knows
Johanna is gone

and all he wants is to see
Johanna not Louise,
but Louise can go
to the ends of the world
and Johanna knows she's what he wants

Johanna dances in his mind
and Louise walks a thin line
Johanna sways to and fro
and Louise stays put - everything just so

and all he wants to see
is Johanna, not Louise.
Margaret Bailey Turner
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