Note To Self
What dwells deep in my mind is "deedle dust"
Oh yes, scrape them off to remove the rust
You know, just the ones that I discussed
Try to shine them up, only if you must
Let's keep 'em here in our secret trust
There's no sense at all being rushed
Some wise humility always just seems just
Copyright © Greg Gaul | Year Posted 2020
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