the dog is howling like a coyote
and the shocked monkey is reaching up
to take the stars for a licking
the tent needs to be taken down
the carnival has other dates to fill
the elephants are crushing the loose lions
and there is slack in the ropes
Baby remember i went looking for you
just to hold your hand
and we climbed a big pile
of sand as spinniing coins
filled the air & the thin paper
was filled with writing
... with writing
... with writing
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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Re: ... with writing
As if I had Dadio's Picasso vision
I try to imagine as I read your poem
this is one cool bandit poem
I try to imagine as I read your poem
this is one cool bandit poem
Re: ... with writing
Love this poem, the mingo.
i went looking for you
just to hold your hand
and we climbed a big pile
of sand as spinniing coins
filled the air & the thin paper
was filled with writing...

i went looking for you
just to hold your hand
and we climbed a big pile
of sand as spinniing coins
filled the air & the thin paper
was filled with writing...

Re: ... with writing
Thx, boys ... 

Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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