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coming down the hill
hungry ducks meet you half way
reaching salt water
a little patience
not a fan of silly one
firmly poking shin
yellow beak knocking
three times not on the ceiling
pointing stay no no
understanding words
certain this isn’t the first time
he has heard no
long blond hair cowgirl
her husband hello on by
ten minutes later
they have great tans
before catching up they ask
will you come and join us
in the shade
a man is playing his guitar
starting to hum a song
legs dangling over
inspiring table
where thoughts usually sit
from the thirteenth floor
they saw a hammerhead shark
arms can’t stretch that wide
enjoy seeing whale
lift it’s tail to say hello
not too much of him
pierre and his gang
they know how to close a door
shut and lock tightly
when a car backfires
they assume this a gun
shut, surround and protect
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I’ll Meet You Halfway
“that’s better than no way
there must be someway
to get it together”
Partridge Family
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