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Apr 2020
April showers
bring May flowers
but winter sunlight
chills my bones

The cat's in the cradle
with a silver spoon
but your dog
won't leave me alone

If roses are red
and violets are blue
what color are my eyes
when I look at you?

If one in the hand
is worth two in the bush
then why am I
feeling so blue

Fourscore
and seven years ago
we all dreamed
that we would be free

Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
as the rest of us
march into the sea
Michael Stefan
Written by
Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
(37/M/Minneapolis)   
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