And that is when, we worked first, and hoped last, Wishing and Writing, upon Ronnie's Femur Cast, Simple and Cinder, Under the Soot, Lay's the AncientRailBox, Car and Hobo Foot,
"Does that make sense?" He asked, through the black bay window, Only to hear the shutters rattle, Clat-Bang-tip-tip-tip, Clat-Bingo The wind spoke through the darkness, In a wind-driven, battering Lingo.
And that is when, we worked first, and hoped last,
Wishing and Writing, upon Ronnie's Femur Cast,
Simple and Cinder, Under the Soot,
Lay's the AncientRailBox, Car and Hobo Foot,
"Does that make sense?"
He asked, through the black bay window,
Only to hear the shutters rattle,
*Clat-Bang-tip-tip-tip, Clat-Bingo*
The wind spoke through the darkness,
In a wind-driven, battering Lingo.
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