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  • Borrowed rays seep through
    twisted sails of dreamy blue,
    tangled up in the clothesline.

    You and me
    we like a bee,
    nibblin' on uncle’s muscadine vine.

    Worm dangles on hope’s hook
    bobber dips, fish took
    plans cast on my fishing line.

    Red as a beet
    in summertime's lazy heat,
    dreaming on lemonade sweet.

    I is yours and you is mine,
    cuz friends is hard to find.
    We wouldn’t take a dime
    for our wishin’ time.
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