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Short Face Bear

Mayor of the Second Grade.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Keepers, we.


You were my summer love,
and now that fall has come,
I know,
this falling is the kind
that never let's you go.
So,
when the winter comes,
and the wind begins to blow,
and I will hold you close,
inside a winter coat,
that's big enough,
to hold us both,
and I,
will keep us
from the cold.
Posted by milk the old clown at 2:40 PM

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