| By LIFTOFF Submitted by B.K. Date: 2006 Sep 24 Comment on this Work [[2006.09.24.22.31.915]] |
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She knits and purls in words While he builds himself a launch pad She thinks perhaps he’s lost a sprocket or two It’s two thirty in the morning And suddenly without warning He’s insistant on taking her to the moon ©bk..2006 |