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Jul 2016
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I don’t know if skies are blue
or if the lawn holds morning dew
I’ve not a thought of something new
or where the hummingbirds just flew

How sticky might just be that glue
or where’s the rose that I once grew
If shore leave can deplete a crew
or if we’re having homemade stew

It matters not if beer is brew
or if the day is almost through
If all I had was one black shoe
the other one a brownish hue

If there’s a lot or just a few
or if the mantle hides a flue
If lions live outside the zoo
or share their cages with a gnu

All I know is what I do
I spend my life just loving you
And if my nightly dream came true
then you’d love me forever too
Stephan
Written by
Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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