Beyond the horizon, there it lay
Across the shores to Amerikay
The deepening blue of ocean's top
would soon yield brighter blues, then stop
For upon the shore a Fool there was
Gazing up at the morning sun.
And he knew that from month to month
That this one in particular would be so much fun
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Sunday, April 1, 2012
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