IT NEVER COMES TWICE
The day we first met I knew your mother
was contagious, and I said 'Please keep
me away from that!' Not sure if you
remember, and - yes - it was long ago.
Nothing much but trouble at first; she
disliked me and made it clear. Problem
for her was, I was already 'inside' her
precious daughter more than she could
know, so phooey on her, I said.
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The times that pass just pass away. The
wind-songs on the chimes keep ringing,
but no one listens anyway. I could have
changed directions twenty times, and
maybe I should have too, but her I am,
all this time later, and still stuck on you.
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