One Flower Under A L.A. Freeway

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ON THE CLEFT OF HIS TAILORED LONG COAT, I FOLLOWED

ON THE REFLECTING GILD OF HIS GOLD KEY HE TURNED THE DOOR OPEN

I JUMPED IN, PERHAPS TOO SOON

GOOD MORNIING!

OH, WHAT A MORNING TO SEE YOU.





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