Tuesday, June 28, 2011

stood looked and listened (no comma needed)

I stood at the door and I looked and I listened,
I looked and I stood and I listened and I looked.
Twice on before had I stood up and I listened;
Had I stood on and listened and I thought never more.
Yet there up again was the look that I listened
For the listen was be-stood, and be-stood it was broken.
Broken as before and before then it stood
As it spoke of the listen and it swore stood was good.
But the spoken was broken and the stood up fell down
So I took the door and then stood and left town.

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