tThe Outer Blues

sSomewhere out there in the way beyond the outside blues
No names or places no other faces with which to often confuse
sShe says the day is cry or maybe the night is high or low
sSigh a while all her wiles will strand you pearls string star girls
iInto silver plasma whirlpool dramas pull the rings a sSaturday turn
mMercury is in such a s l o w m o t i o n hurry, let' sgo your e g o
sSays she knows why it always never seems to snow desserts are very
cCheery Cherry so it goes and snow's a treat not to refuse
sSomewhere out there in the way beyond the outside blues~



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Written on 2016-11-30 at 14:57

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