Train left the station. I didn't climb aboard. Price of a ticket was too much to afford. And I saw that politician. I know you know his name. Waving from the window of that gravy train Lemon pie
what a morning was dancing. slanted across the water. tugged in her own heart. of a poor man's daughter. the mud felt so cool. from a toes up to a knees. said a word singing up in a trees. she
