| Note: Im still working on this one as well. We shall see what happens. |
| Theres something about this old typewriter The �j� jumps and the �h� hops The ink is running low But still I write When I sit at the keys My muse takes over She writes and writes Sometimes the words mean nothing Sometimes they create emotional pieces But still I write I sit at the keys And I imagine the original owner Young when he purchased it Old when he handed it to me He told me to never give up To go with what I know To write from the heart And to always follow my dreams Theres something about this old typewriter The �j� jumps the �h� hops The ink is running low But still I write When I sit at the keys This old typewriter is an inspiration to me |
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