The year was 1974 When Little Leaguers learned the score. President Ford took out his pen, And signed a law that said from then On women too would have the chance To wear the stripes and wear the pants. Now what you hear, as flags unfurl, Is "Atta boy!" and "Atta girl!"
When eyes pass by trembling with presence, hold on to the urge for possession of the love without which you must learn to remain content; then love with all you possess that shadow wherein hovers a promise like a youbg swallow in a thicket of trees.
She is a flower in the wind. Her bloom is gone. The wind must take her petals one by one. She brought joys to beholders, stinging pain to intruders. Lean stalk of a stem, the wind once proud of her now wails in and about her. The seer cannot see herself. Dying is the wind's full grief.
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