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Three fifty eight
Walking home I could almost smell you
Six Fifty Nine
And home is just where I placed you
For sake of my own vanity
In place of numbers adding me
Down
And I'm sure no one would ever know
How many exeptions I have thrown
Down
Thomas Jefferson's hair is shining bright
Approaching noon a five cent piece
He'll disappear by the end of night
and I hope my palms don't tell my feet
Twelve Thirty Three
Another angle to describe you
One twenty Five
Writing now just to spite you
More letters to the editor
Don't forget to credit her
Now
Digital words defend my game
Secretly you can count your fame
Now
One Two Three More
Five Six Seven Late
Independence Day what is free is dead
Tuckahoe man on fire's tail
Both of horns white and feet of lead
Numbers to parallel to bail
Walking home I could almost smell you
Six Fifty Nine
And home is just where I placed you
For sake of my own vanity
In place of numbers adding me
Down
How many exeptions I have thrown
Down
Approaching noon a five cent piece
He'll disappear by the end of night
and I hope my palms don't tell my feet
Another angle to describe you
One twenty Five
Writing now just to spite you
More letters to the editor
Don't forget to credit her
Now
Secretly you can count your fame
Now
Five Six Seven Late
Tuckahoe man on fire's tail
Both of horns white and feet of lead
Numbers to parallel to bail
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