Goodbye, fame! Put someone else in my niche.
I’d swap a seat in the President’s jeep
for a warm corner in a ditch
where I could go soundly off to sleep.
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Interesting poem
.Alongside, the bare feet of a girl
would float innocently by,
and pale blades of grass would twirl
down from the haycarts between me and the sky.
On a bench a smoker would toss out
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Interesting poem .Alongside, the bare feet of a girl would float innocently by, and pale blades of grass would twirl down from the haycarts between me and the sky. On a bench a smoker would toss out