Test Runs
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With the preliminaries |
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behind us |
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it would be so easy |
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if you were the one. |
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Our awkward silences |
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and try throats |
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have subsided |
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shyness and foot shuffling |
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things of the past. |
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We've committed to memory |
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our respective family histories |
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disclosed in quiet moments |
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our first , best, worst lovers. |
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We've got each other's friends straight |
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who's on their own, who's still together. |
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I know where you were |
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when Kennedy was shot |
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and exactly how you like your eggs |
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you could list my favourite authors |
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and high school teachers. |
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You know where i'm ticklish |
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who i lived with at university |
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I know the comics you think aren't funny |
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and the jokes you think are. |
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Now that the hard part's over |
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wouldn't it be wonderful |
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if you were the one. |
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© Tricia McCallum 2002 |
Foto © Walter J.Pilsak
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Dieses Gedicht schuf 2002 |
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Tricia McCallum aus Canada |
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zu meinem Bild von der Kiefer . |
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