A Musa Oblectata: A Woman A Mused

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Stone Tumbler

You don�t seem to notice
That every now and then
The words that you say to me
Are like shiny little gems

I hide them in my pockets
I store them �neath my hat
And polish them each evening
Very carefully so that

When my day is lonely
And I�m feeling down and blue
I pull a jewel from out my pocket
Stop and think of you





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