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By whisper Date: 2002 Sep 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.13.10.50.21874]] |
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barefeet, soft grass, shoes tossed aside ive grown fond of this park called Hyde Buckinham lies 'cross the way but we would see it in the day across the yard Victoria's fount i have a bit of change to count a pair of tupence jingle jangle ill take the jack o'er stars that spangle so flip your coin and ill flip mine we'll wish the same moment in time as tupence spin upon the air i gaze upon your form so fair then tupence splash in pool below and of my wish you'd like to know but if id have my wish come true ill never tell i wished for you. |