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Monday, 2 November 2009 at 07:07

Though happy I can't shake my tail
Though mostly moisture, not a well
Though change does come not seasons be
I'm but a man that they call me

Though multicolored rainbow not
Though constant stand I am not spot
Though half the legs of horse, yet free
That single man that called but me

Though one of many, part of all
Though neither short and neither tall
Though lacking wings for not a bee
That single thing by name of me

Though leaves have not to keep me warm
Though rock am not, nor passing storm
Not mountain top nor river free
Am but thing just known as me

Though some may love and some may hate
I swing at times though not a gate
I am content yes just to be
That little thing that's known as me

Eddy

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