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In the waves under a Dancing moon

In the waves under a Dancing moon
Like a caterpillar out of a fresh cocoon
This after Deaths sweep clean with a fresh broom
You can’t wait for bad memories to break its balloon
And to fill up with sunshine’s forever july’s and June
As you wake up from the snoozes, mornings and noon
Glorious. Foods in Sorell Motcombe,
sweet pea flowers, and gold spoons
Dolly the black dog, eyes my food, if a dog could smile
Now I’m off too McCrazy’s gazebo
Semley Grass and Tokes Lane
Past Semley church school, and quant fifties Shop
Only a pinch of pain,
Laughters old games
Remembering pleasant names
Walking passive natured lanes

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