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I ask
How many times? (…)
I see plethora's of well-wishers
An entire generation in stitches
Dynamic disasters carrying the pitches
A welcome wagon wandering the bridges
How many times? (...)
I see a black castle on a hill
Staring down at my will
-Has Gargoyles sending its thrills
And trained Chewies pouring the drinks
and popping its pills
How many times? (…)
Why would I wait for a wonderful trance?
When now has a dance,
a new job,
and a focusing stance,
-gets me to my France...
I eat the food,
and pleasure my chance
Roll my dice
and sing to the enhanced
How many times? (...)
Like Lewis and Clark
I chuck darts at foreign remarks
In the dangerous dark I part from my narks
Ease into the current date that is universe today
Seize the opportunity to meet my future mate
By becoming a plate,
spinning in place,
dancing to a face,
racing against the blaze.
How many times? (…)
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