Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

I let my oars fall into the water.

Good for them. Good for them, getting what they want.
Good for them. Good for them, getting what they want.
Good for them. Good for them, getting what they want.
The night is so still that I forget to breathe.
The night is so still that I forget to breathe.
The dark air is getting colder. Birds are leaving. —Jennifer Michael Hecht
The dark air is getting colder. Birds are leaving.
—Jennifer Michael Hecht

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