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As If She Were Still
by Philip F De Pinto
The mind was not so narrow
The thought of she and I
Could not bide side by side
Of course you say now
We're old hats at this and that
At looking up and saying
Hon - did you feel a drop
Or several
And I'd pretend not
To feel a one
And oh the charm
Of fresh baked clouds
Neath which the sole figure is sodden
Feigning not to feel a drop
As if she was still
Biding by his side
10/01/2014 Posted on 10/01/2014
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