Wednesday, May 30, 2007

/ Black Dog

What have you gone and done again?

Why the change of pace, why this and the end?

Old Friend

I will miss you most

I will miss your sloppy kiss, and your bouncy boast

Old Friend

Why have you gone the way of the wind?

Why have you went and left me with this sin?

Old Friend, I will miss you so.

Old Friend, I hate to see you go.

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