Oneday we would go groovy,
You and I
And the music of the sky,
Bright, illuminating our faces,
Oneday we would go groovy,
You and I
And along the road touching the horizon,
We would begin a breed, a Race,
Oneday
We would just fold our legs,
And gasoline
Would make us
Burn to reach the height,
Of poesy,
Straight,
Oneday,
We would go groovy.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Groovy,
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