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John Moen
Four
I was a greedy popper I whistle shrill as glass
And when the call was over I found
My place was last
I put my best foot forward you could not see the seams
Into the ever endless this is
My ruined theme
Don't stop me I'm a mover I am
The setting sun
Down in your field of clover I am
The lucky one
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For wood was overflowin' all ahead
The speed and the sound
I was [?] and I overstepped my bounds
I was a greedy popper I struck
A faster pace
And when my fall was over I was
My own disgrace
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