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cowboy poetry

quietly, with reverance, in awe
i love to steal awhile away
i went up and down the streets
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
moonlight deep and tender
lo! 'tis a gala night
i saw the first pear
you are my companion
the sky
now for a brisk and cheerful fight

 



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