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Jun 2012
These will slap the ivory without remorse
As they dance merrily, the smooth tunes fill the air
Lucky
These
Fives
They are lucky
The 7s and minors that sound off
Clear the mind of clutter
The majors march through the gutter or society and lift up heads
Lucky
These
Fives
They are Lucky
Tickling the keys and ******* the As and Bs
They separate the great from the hate
They inspire the blood to pulse
Lucky These Fives, They are Lucky
These, Lucky Fives
Written by
Kimberly Carthage
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