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On Veterans Day

For this holiday I have nowhere to go Around me are all common roads, what a puzzle No guest comes to chat about house chores On bare rocky shore are seen many a squirrel End of the year should see a long journey But where to go? And it’s hard to find someone for me I should go down to the deep south for a revisit And savor lobsters, alien music and dances maybe

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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