JACK CLIFF OASIS ACRES
Here was are now, hold me, hold me;
and the men are throwing the bicycle
down. Those little cat-feet pirouettes you
thought they were doing were only a feint.
You know they're laughing on our money
on the way to their bank. You're not so
happy now, are you? I heard you - just
before - telling them you wanted to eat
later at some restaurant named after geese.
Or something like that. I thought I heard.
I was, admittedly, as perplexed by that
as you are now, by me, having to pay
these crooks for their moving work.
All in all, (some stupid song was in
the air) : It's a lesson to late for the
learning. Are you going away with
no word of farewell? Will there be
not a thought left behind?
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