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Clickity, Clackity, Clunk

they're gonna think it's junk...

By Veronica Published 4 years ago • 1 min read
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Clickity, Clackity, Clunk,

there goes another chunk,

of the money in my bank,

Vocal+ wants another yank,

Oy, that puts me in a funk.

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Veronica

I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.

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    Written by Veronica