No Internet
WE HAVE NO INTERNET, LIFE IS TRULY OVER
Can't remember what we did, tripsied through the clover?
Held hands and talked
Real words, had thoughts
Even had time to sing, “White Cliffs Of Dover!”<>
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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