ON THE HARD (some melancoly verse)

[Will W.]

Shes sitting there as lonely
As a beauty at a dance
Where no one will come to her
In her current cicumstance

She looks so naked over there
she also looks so pale
Sitting up there on those stands
without her pretty sails

Her body is so very cold
She won't move to my touch
It makes me long for warmer days
I hope as early as March

My mind wanders forward
April isn't all that far
Until then I will long for her
While she is on the hard

Will Wheatley
Suzi Q
CD25

Happy Thanksgiving!



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