Give It Back

Give it back.
You stole it from me.
Did you just put it in your sack,
Or bury it under our tree?

Give it back.
My day is silent, is still.
When I find it, shall I use sticky-tac
So it can't disappear at will?

Give it here.
I know you must have it.
Get away free and clear?
No way!  I'll throw a fit.        (You know I will.)

Give it to me.  Give back my song.
It's been my source of strength all along.


Listen to Give it back.m4a by Jolene Cheyney #np on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/jolene-cheyney/give-it-back-m4a
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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