A New Coat of Paint
There is that barn again
The red peeling paint shouts
Old worn gray tired it says
Memories running track
Back in the fourties when
Youth did reign rule really
When the paint was new red
Dancing and prancing here
Singing joy fiddle plays
Squares were formed to music
Kicked up her heels in time
Red paint new drew her beaus
Well now that tired worn look
Only need new coat_paint
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