Venice
Oh, one could ring the alarm
Everyday everynight
But it would be like a flashlight in the sunlight-
Venice, you're going down.
Stewards
So, all this time, I've listened and watched what has been made,
And aspired myself to the same stage,
The only place it seems where everyone meets.
You on your grand winged journeys,
Me on my vagabond walkabout,
Our morning workaday seperate ways,
Between continents and tables.
DolphinWords
:)
DavidDavid
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