Some Things In Jest, About You
you and I, under an old covered bridge,
why did they build it so, as though we might
feel unafraid passing through it.
And the tract winds and the horses that
led the carraige to be painted like a new barn
A barrier to cross across the river or the steep
ridge, only to reach any progress, something
for the townsfolk to be proud of.
You and I, me and you. We stay together
even though I would rather be in a colder
climate, because I do love the snow.
And you keep me here, I say in jest,
about you.
Peace!
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