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Blue Umbrella
sun shines down on love
rain spatters lonely grief
only my blue umbrella's
a consolation and relief
she's left me for another
I'm stuck in a Scotch mist
imagining her in his arms
the passion of their tryst
but for my blue umbrella
I'd sink down and drown
or reach for my hat and
decamp to another town
the storm rages overhead
my umbrella keeps m...
Saturday 20th February 2021 11:17 am
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