Category : Poems

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there’s a time to be seen 
and a time to be silent


there’s a time to meet 
and time to show real talent


if it were up to me
I’d be knee 
high in green
wouldn’t have to think, 
touch, or feel
no more hands on me


if it were up to me
I’d be knee 
high in green
wouldn’t have to think, 
touch, or feel
no more hands on me 


there’s time to waste 
and there’s time to take


there’s a time to stay 
and a time to escape


if it were up to me
I’d be knee 
high in green
wouldn’t have to think, 
touch, or feel
no more hands on me 


no romance from the trucker
I hope to soon recover
just do a nice thing 
and soon it’d be over 


if it were up to me
I’d be knee 
high in green
wouldn’t have to think, 
touch, or feel
no more hands on me 


if it were up to me
I’d be knee 
high in green
wouldn’t have to think, 
touch, or feel
no more hands on me