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Journey
Out on my own with nothing to do
with a hole in my shoe
walking in sunshine
drinking cheap wine
for my vacation
stomach growling
coyotes howling
far from the traffic.
On
the back of a goat
I do jump
rodeo wine
taking some bumps
this time eight seconds
I see the green
getting lean and feeling mean.
My goat and I start to gallop
into the sunset away from the noise
with life far behind
this is the only way to fly.
Bah.
~ Pacifica Poets
Aug. 21, 2005
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