Tuesday, 7 January 2025

Indy

Smoking a lucky star, chasing numbers, going kicks the door ajar, right from the start, dreaming and bewildered, she bumped a bar, the same calendar, my Da says he wonders, jail will tear her apart, then she bought a car, wheels that thundered, laughs to see her park, ten years after my ma, i still hear her laughter, from the Apple and afar, she had a great heart, but all got bungled, didn't hear a truck's horn, love always hungers.

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