Thomas Lowe Taylor -- Ah Spit In Mah Hand When ah thank uv yew

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you watch too,
its long
slids

yr name is hone

the nine boned up
when
the white shade
is just enough

rubs then towned
eye'd at said
you were, too,
coming
down the long hill
at the end
of the long road

every time i
go around that corner
i think of you

now its longer
than history

i'll dance up
against the desk
calling down
the light

its the green meadow
flying in
stop time
when we come
time stands
stands
still

in this calling out
to hand
apart we are a part

deep inside
your own pockets
dealing button bumps
the sliding finger
up the pole your name
slides inside
the hands meet in
tongue ton

i'm long for you
in my hand you
are for me
longer than
time

white comes the door
the floor slid
the open
on hand

here's there to
whats

come down
for us