the insensitive malignancy<\/p>\n
of speed for what its worth<\/p>\n
driving on the nice new roads<\/p>\n
really for all we are worth<\/p>\n
they \u00a0have cut swards \u00a0through the countryside<\/p>\n
such antipathy<\/p>\n
positive for some motorists<\/p>\n
but not for you and me<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
for us the great unlikeness<\/p>\n
the multifarious view<\/p>\n
cut down in the prime of life<\/p>\n
our seeing eyes askew<\/p>\n
we have nothing in common<\/p>\n
mimetic in a way<\/p>\n
and i was taken off my feet<\/p>\n
and left to pass away<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
a great chortling engine<\/p>\n
a sort of prototype<\/p>\n
it hit me at an angle<\/p>\n
gave me such \u00a0a swipe<\/p>\n
they drove off<\/p>\n
Simply not perturbed<\/p>\n
then someone drove by<\/p>\n
they stopped, \u00a0they came to look at me<\/p>\n
as on the kerbside I did lie<\/p>\n
She was a raven \u00a0haired lassie<\/p>\n
with a heart of burnished gold<\/p>\n
she sang a softish ditty<\/p>\n
something i to behold<\/p>\n
Just as i was \u00a0dying<\/p>\n
it was \u00a0“Scarbough Fair”<\/p>\n
so beautiful so peaceful<\/p>\n
as i was lying there<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A reciprocation such equality<\/p>\n
mystical and magical<\/p>\n
i felt inside of me<\/p>\n
a loving’ \u00a0a real gesture<\/p>\n
a beautiful embrace<\/p>\n
i clocked her so much charm and soul<\/p>\n
and such a \u00a0pretty face<\/p>\n
She looked down on me<\/p>\n
a transcendance a real supremacy<\/p>\n
she ignited a flame<\/p>\n
within my spirit<\/p>\n
which at once lsprang free<\/p>\n
what was a great enlightening<\/p>\n
a predominance galore<\/p>\n
I woke up to her beauty<\/p>\n
alive again for sure.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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