Pure Soul
By CinCCO
Fri, 14 Mar 2008
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Pure Soul
Brian Kelly
He leans on a wall, that's all.
He leans on a wall, he's not very tall.
He leans on a wall, if he climbed he would fall.
He leans on a wall, for hours, 'til his mother does call.
He stands there carefree, when they wave, he chuckles with glee.
He's not like you and me. mentally deficient, you see.
He's not like you and me, he holds no jealousy.
He's not like you and me. He's free.
He leans on a wall, that's all.
Copyright Brian Kelly 1st September 2000.
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