Tag: mary
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Olde Time Fair Time
Horses prance all about the fairgrounds. The captain’s epaulette with dangling tassels tussle as he rides. Freaks and Geeks dance in shows saying the time is ours now. And Mary doesn’t remember me or she does but will not/just won’t say. I recall our parents smiling while her Ayrshire red ribboned I held a blue…
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Mary Mary
Mary Mary, where you going to? Mary Queen of Arkansas, it’s not too early for dreaming. And the wind it whispers Mary. A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life. Mary Mary, it’s not over, where you go I will follow. Somewhere a Queen is weeping, somewhere a King has no…
Artie & Stu 