November 15, 2005
Cop follows me close,
His sirens bright and blaring,
Passes me by, whew!
His sirens bright and blaring,
Passes me by, whew!
A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic.
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Seemingly lost cause
The Eagles lose another one
A depressed city.
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