Ghost TownA Poem by Train
I fly home
The rest is yours truly do you see me as I wander My flesh of wonder My greatest of all runder As I lefth thee in ponder Upon my name it thunders and leaves me hairless as as pond My wonder My greatest of meek My wonderful chique I leave you in ash As I check the leak leave in ashes Will you Heep Oh Uriah Heep!
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