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What is This Was Now Then

I have nothing at all it seBristlecone Pineems
To create or ponder bigger dreams
Heaven shine down your hallowed beam
Must I have something to redeem

Mud pies crumble away with the sun
As do the puns on the reruns
Where’d you hide the vigor the fun
Am I left here alone undone

Cattle cars have way too many horns
Sheep have baby goose bumps when shorn
Lost my hair like when I was born
Was it like this for old Rip Torn

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