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About This Poem
TWO FOR JAN
If I could
I'd come to you
Whenever the thought struck,
And wish I would
That also you
Would have he self same luck.
Luck I say
You'd have to feel
To think the same as I,
And when the day
You say it's real
Then maybe I might sigh.
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With feeling form within
Bill
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