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A Fool Is Born

I found myself in San Antone wonderin' who these cowboys are. I am not anything like them - I choose not to wander alone. Some say I came here on a whim. Deep inside I do not know why. It will come to me by and by. Perhaps not - some things never do. The air was warm, the river, too, as I let my mind take its stroll around the town - some flash - some droll - then settle on an open door. Framed was beauty not seen before, and my soul cried out, "Tell me more!" She stood barefoot - moved to and fro - a rhythm only she could know. I could not take my eyes away - knew that I'd be a fool this day. My mouth went dry and made a smile, my ears rang - my vision a blur. I knew it then - had for awhile - I came to San Antone for her. 12-31-19 Removed from the Following Contest on 1-1-20 Contest: Strict Rhyme and Meter Challenge Sponsor: Son of Spock Rhyme Scheme ABCACBBDDEEFFFGGHHIJIJ.

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