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fledgist ([personal profile] fledgist) wrote2008-06-01 11:46 am
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under the gate

 
those were bright hours when i watched the black snake
take its slow way through the thick heavy grass
i let the slower rarer creature pass

there were some other things i had to take
and other purposes not yet so crass
those were bright hours when i watched the black snake

some meanings it turns out are hard to fake
we look at history through a dull glass
and what was gold turns out to be cheap brass
those were bright hours when i watch the black snake