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About This Poem
To Busy for Thee
why
would a butterfly want me to move
when I sit in the way
it cannot say
the words I hear
yet I do hear it
loud and clear
when it bumps into me
must I move out of the way
why cant you hear me
loud and clear
when you are clearly
so very near
you keep bumping into me
I know you can see
move out of my way
I am to busy for thee
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