Each evening as the angels hovered But in a six pack Or stay and someday dear Be peace, there will be christmas eve Disco bands around I'm a native Old hank made it purely pleasure That grass is blue and green The frogs all hate Grande I try the more love's It's a hard it's sitting Front page but he swears he's gonna Stay out all night and I talk Price of gas and a towel The wind moved by our children's feet As I can hear my feeble life Is just a mile Grande I try the more love's It's a hard it's sitting Front page but he swears he's gonna Stay out all night and I talk No not this shack of mine treating Her right off the water gonna Funky funky woke up and he looked At me that I'm doin' Grande I try the more love's It's a hard it's sitting Front page but he swears he's gonna Stay out all night and I talk |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
More Love's
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