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Mar 2023
My Own Drummer
Laying on the ground,
I certainly don’t march
And the drummer is usually on vacation
But he beats it now and again
And then…
I get ready and very slowly
I roll toward something
To the beat
dZang Roller
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dZang Roller  EW,NH
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