The Immaculate Reasoning

This is to you and this is to me
Said the crazy boy in town;
For he was all not alone
Sat in a rocking chair by the phone;

Waited by far and waited by long
Slept after he heard the midnight’s gong;

 Days and months passed by short and long;
As he waited for the love’s lost song;
Alert in his trance to join his love
For she became his mighty hearts dove;

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