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Autumn BluesThe days are getting shorter
and the nights are growing cold.
I am older than my children,
but that is not so old.
I know too much to be talking,
but not enough to stop.
When a pile has a bottom,
I can see who's on top.
The Man says he will give you
something you can use -
then he builds a bigger pipeline
for pumping in the blues.
There is Samson in the temple,
tearing it down with all his might.
Or maybe that's not Samson,
just some fool who lost his sight.
A rich man by the highway
had his thumb out for a ride.
I saw him pull a gun out
when I had driven by.
Some things are made of sugar,
some things are made of mu

























Awesome idea to add links to the previous entries