December 2009
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I spy with my little eye
Something blue, I got just for you.
Why won’t you smile, I’ve been here all the while.
As if on cue, all the people turn to Stu.
He’s never been verbose, he just said “To you I propose”.
I feel blue again, in this moment I can’t ascertain,
This feels like a lie, one I spy with my little eye.
