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« I was, I am »

I was thinking out aloud
Was forking out too much
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« Forgetfulness »

Once, in a foreign Autumn
I chanced into a church.
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« Page Boy »

Sacked for being too tall?
Why, don't that beat all!
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« Impotence »

There are things that slither
Hither and thither
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« He's The Number »

You can never win a race with time
He's the mountain you just can't climb
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I Was, I Am

« I was, I am »

I was thinking out aloud
Was forking out too much
I was clocking in too soon
And backing out too late
Was ticking off the cat
For mewing like a clock
But now I've changed my ways
Stopped knocking over shops
Am only stalking deer
I'm sticking to a pan
No, I'm sticking to a plan

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