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I shall wear turquoise and diamonds, and a straw
hat that doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my social security on red wine
and carrots,
And sit in the alley-way of my barn
And listen to my horses breathe.
I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night,
And ride the old bay gelding,
Across the moonstruck meadow
If my old […]
