Refrain: I go down to the river, but I don’t get there
Where the guy with the beard plays his radio
We wish our rocking chairs were visible
We don’t have no lovers nor ice cream
The pigeons look like ink brushes
And the sunset their watercolor
I just put it together
It falls apart a little
The cars driving upstream below
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I like the image of the sunset painted by birds. =)
what happens to the poem when it is ascribed Labels? is the title the Title?
meanwhile, are labels be made Useful? and how?
i like the line spaces and no full stops.
Well, I'm not sure this poem has either a title or a Title. The title of the post is not the poem's title.
I imagine that labels were invented to be Useful, but I think in blogger's case they're mostly useful for creating clever commentary on one's own writing. Useful for decoration, not organization.
Thanks, gents.
i liked
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