Old Taylor said
Old Taylor meant to cry, oh my
Field marshal meant
Field marshal went away again
Look out below, the tides
Lean heavily like wine.
We are all innocent, in spite of you and me
Then Martha went
Yes, Martha went away again
Segovia watched
Gendarmerie and all, that's all
The radio man
Amanda, did you choose your tune?
She walked away in time.
She walked a crooked line.
So gracefully she turned her head and smiled away.
-bill kenny
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