By splatipus
Date: 2003 Mar 27
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[[2003.03.27.15.25.12304]]

Wind Battered and Bare

Same old, same old
Out in the cold
Eyes frosted with gin
Looking in
The door
Wind battered and bare
Will creak if I push it
Then once within
The  stuffy lair
Gasping for air
I'll look out
And wish I was there