To Call YouI want to call you North So when the wind blows my way And the storms come in I have someone to blameTo Call You
I want to call you Orange So when I write a poem about you And the rhythm doesn't work I'll have an excuse not to rhyme
I want to call you TwentyFour So when the days get too long And the minutes stretch on I can count off the hours 'til you
I want to call you MyDog So when I say ‘he’s missing’ And put up wanted posters People will think I’m still sane
I want to call you Supercalifragilisticexpialidoc
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If I can't dance, I don't want to be in your revolution.
~hands-club *Adopt-A-Writer ~Nothing-But-Flowers *CreativeConfessions
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