Azure Demure
Azure demure
All the ideas that you’ve wrote down before
Have been thought about a thousand times or more
I sit on the train and it’s late
After the money has fell through the floor
It seems there are only boards and a door
It’s lazy to think that and wait
Potential and reason becomes your allure
I’m sure that I have talked to you encore
Thank God the weather does dissipate
The cat took a mouse from the field I’m sure
And it’s playing with it although the mouse is dead what a bore
The carnival comes to town or is it fate
Copyright © Peter Kiggin | Year Posted 2013
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