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I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I smiled,
And I waved,
And I turned
To walk down the train,
To get away from that drain
Down which all of my money
Once poured.
I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I frowned,
And I turned,
And I said
"I don't want it back,
In a bag or a sack,
All that money that you seemed
To defraud."
I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I turned,
And I walked,
And I smiled,
I can ignore them from now,
I'll get the money somehow,
But unlike them I won't vanish
Abroad.....
Copyright © Simon Henderson | Year Posted 2012
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