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A poetry Web site |
worth reading. |
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Tickle Time |
the feet of Fate, |
and maybe the old |
man will laugh. |
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Tickle Time. |
His laugh will cause |
the wind of love to |
whisper from your lips. |
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Tickle Time. |
'Meet you at the gate, |
and watch the horses |
run on the glass track. |
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Tickle Time. |
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This Web site is copyrighted © 1998-2005 by Michael Hall |
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