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If I were a writer I’d actively seek A mild patina A mad mystique I’d write about death As something good I’d sign my name Edgar Allen Atwood If I were a writer There’d be Tom and Huck A great big world That didn’t give a **** Bout the little guy Floating down the main And I’d call myself Charley Dickens Twain If I was a writer I’d have a golden plume I’d write about That day of doom I’d write about Laughing at fear And I’d call myself Mordecai Shakespeare If I was a writer And I had a page I’d write about The good old days ‘Bout what I’d ‘ve done On a day with you And I’d sign my name And I’d sign yours too
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Aug 3, 2011
Aug 3, 2011 at 7:51 PM UTC
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If I were a writer I’d actively seek A mild patina A mad mystique I’d write about death As something good I’d sign my name Edgar Allen Atwood If I were a writer There’d be Tom and Huck A great big world That didn’t give a **** Bout the little guy Floating down the main And I’d call myself Charley Dickens Twain If I was a writer I’d have a golden plume I’d write about That day of doom I’d write about Laughing at fear And I’d call myself Mordecai Shakespeare If I was a writer And I had a page I’d write about The good old days ‘Bout what I’d ‘ve done On a day with you And I’d sign my name And I’d sign yours too
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Aug 3, 2011
Aug 3, 2011 at 7:51 PM UTC
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