On A Warm Summers Day
On A Warm Summers Day
On a warm summers day
I met God
Standing in the courtyard
Of my very own backyard
Now here he is
Drawing on my pipe
Passes it to me
Offers me a light
And the mind slips away
Feet drag on the floor
Spinning me in circles
Until I don’t want to be spun
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