Manonton Dalan Poems

i heard those steps before
what she's doing here for
ah! different face i see
quicker hard to follow her
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soda cart slowly creeping to stop
as i practice swing my golf club
a quick glimpse so beautiful lass
she got off with her summer rugs
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an oriole flapping her wings
up a tree, eating berries
competing with other birds
below are chickens peeking
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i waited patiently to be served
i heard lots of, of stories told
i'm holding myself from being part
yes, even they are talking about me
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precision shots it's awesome
no wonder people want to come
to appreciate impossibilities
to be possible ruled by forces
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i didn't visit nursing geese in tow
field where orphan balls used to show
i could imagine grass are knee high
where summer eggs, hungry muskrats lie
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she's sitting there cross legged
eating her lunch chatting with
someone across infinite sky above
so many can't choice which, group
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a lovely fish size of my palm
swimming around algaed-rock
arranging pebbles; very neat
chases anybody that comes close
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doubts keep flying across room
so many lips opening same time
raise my hand asking for silence
everybody turn deaf but an ear
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she waited for dawn to come
going sleep from time to time
when she wakes check her bed
did somebody kiss her cheeks
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