Monday, August 22, 2005

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COME RAIN OR COME SHINE




Just say the word, old man.

I'll come to Brooklyn

and pay your bills.

And clean your apartment

and iron your shirts.


I’ll come to you

and cook your oatmeal

in the morning

just the way you like it.


And I’ll come for you.


And then I’ll come for you again.