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Friday Night

Tis Friday night
Typing and feeling tired
Actually feeling quite inspired.
Head and hands going in different directions
Finding my creative resurrection
Words flowing out freely

Anything comes to mind
No subject taboo
Not worrying about what to do
On and on this ramble goes
Hoping they find it into an other's throes

My muse asleep
While I type and creep
'Tis Friday night
Oh what a delight
Nothing better to do than write

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