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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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Just driving

Might I beg a blade of grass
or a needle from a pine
Might I beg a dance from you
under stars that shine

The morning's cool and sad
as it breaks my heart
our lives are nearly over
before we see the start

Might I steal the sun
or the lady moon
Might I laugh a laugh with you
and taste it with a spoon

The night is steamy humid hot
as it touches winter
Soon our dreams of summer
and hopes of heat will splinter

Might I ask a favor
or a backward glance
Might I ask a joke from you
would you take the chance
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