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  1. Posted June 17, 2022 at 1:06 pm | Permalink

    Joe Buck ;-
    What the fuck, he don’t live here no more, walked straight out that door,
    without so much as a by your leave, he’s got a trick up his sleeve,
    a card with a symbol, called an ace , watch this space,
    of spades, take a ride through the ever glades,
    to see, a trick with slight of hand and fist, to reveal, what is real,
    My heart with that arrow you missed, we sometimes kissed,
    But you never hit the bull, my heart was full,
    Of longing for the diamond called real love,
    to grow, albeit slow, but just to touch, I want to so very much,
    Is it to much to ask ? Well then, on with my task.
    Anthony Mc Gann.

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