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By B.K. Date: 2004 Sep 05 Comment on this Work [[2004.09.05.08.52.17172]] |
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Hi Baby How's my Darlin this day You feel very far away I love you Baby More than words Could every say Lately I know I haven't had the Syllables to rhyme They stick in my throat My brain won't let my Fingers do any more Than hold the pen It's writers block And the harder I try To force the issue I'm holding tissue again So I'm here to tell you What you mean to me Offer goodies to the god of love And try to bribe the muse Anything for a grin (Kisses Darlin) (c)bk |