|Send Her Back?|
| I overheard my father talking|
To my mother earlier this week;
It made me want to laugh so hard
That I could barely speak.
He asked her a solemn question
One that made her wonder
It made me finally figure out
Why I always dream of yonder:
'Should we send her back to Betelgeuse,
Her . . .
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| Long before the gates of hell|
When you were just a dream
There was an awesome emptiness
A prelude to the theme;
The symphony began that day
A trilling melody to shake the soul
Softly, it began-like nothing else before
Existence wrought a created whole.
Moments pass in earthly time,
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