I fell in with the girl on the Net
Just like I was out in the dirt
But 'twas the most conversant
And most of all very pleasant
A place to be and be the bee
Just flying around the beam
Of light that gets it scorched
Yet holds all it ever desires to touch
Some where far away
So far away I dream that I sway
The more I reach out for you
The more you disolve from the hue
But 'tis just a mere turn of time
That makes me send this line of ryhme
Be kool
Be good
Be true
Be blue
Be through.
Paschal.
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