Daze gone by and things forgotten.
Bees gone! And the corn is rotting....
And then one day... as if to say...
A Chance came by,
from the Cornman's Way.
The young One too, at 22, sat with Me.
And in my yard not far apart,
We sat together,
And Together were Three.
"Notice Time, it's five til nine...
1.55 and we're still alive...
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