By B.K.
Date: 2005 Mar 12
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When He Stops Whittlin I Know Somethings Gonna Happen

This morning train refused to move
The iron bull stood its ground
Mushroom clouds billowing low
Nodding slowly winked and unwound
The entire sky for just a moment
Showing me a quick blink
Of incredible bluebird spring
My hand in loves salute flew out
To blow you a no matter what kiss
With a big we'll figure it out grin