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Fort Ticonderoga 1775   Blue Saxophone Tied like a yellow bus I peel and quake And surround myself
You You think you know who I am Based on the words of my friends and my fam Me I know I know who I am, that's true More than the person who says my name more than I do Poetry
I greet the man at the counter   "A glass of gladness please."   He stares at me funny   "Do you not have that one? Ah, then I'll have a cup of cheer."   Still skeptical  
See the dandelion snow?
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