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Aug 2012
Just sweep your mind over here for a minute
Bring that dust bin too
I have some sin for you to commit
Let's have a look
Do you need that hook?
No bass is going to feed off that
Are you wishing for a cook?
I'm not your gal
I've not done much in life y'all
Just sat here and played ball in a cup
For long hours
Useless waste of time
I'll admit


What is there to do
For an old maid like me?
I've run dry
Like the Sahara
No rain cloud in sight

8.11.11
luci sunbird
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luci sunbird  the edge
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