Lana, got off at Alice<\/p>\n
Those long legs and those creams<\/p>\n
Stretched out on her cases<\/p>\n
Where she had shared her dreams<\/p>\n
She hadn’t aaten all her fruit<\/p>\n
And so gave it to me<\/p>\n
She would have had to quarantine it<\/p>\n
otherwise, you see!<\/p>\n
Those pears and apples were<\/p>\n
ust what I needed<\/p>\n
Juicy and sweet<\/p>\n
just what I needed most<\/p>\n
On the train it was fine to<\/p>\n
eat the apples<\/p>\n
But off the train<\/p>\n
You ust gave up the ghost<\/p>\n
Lana left,<\/p>\n
a smile<\/p>\n
and she had disappeared<\/p>\n
I would relish<\/p>\n
all that juice, for she<\/p>\n
Hopefully she realised<\/p>\n
her gift was great<\/p>\n
Quaarantine it?<\/p>\n
It was better off,<\/p>\n
in me<\/p>\n
( Thanks Lana where ever you are)<\/p>\n
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