Whatever the Poets May Say
Thursday, 23 December 2010
#0010
What shall I say when I pick up the phone?
"Hi, it's me", "How are you?", "How is life alone?"
Oh, what shall I say- haven't seen you for years-
So the phone rings, I pick it up... and burst into tears.
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