"Green Violin"
I fiddle my green violin.
Ii's no sin.
Morning, evening, or night.
Such a joy's delight.
To be in a spot's light.
Never wrong but always right.
Didn't mean to be distasteful or excite.
You to me and me to mend you.
We got into another fight.
Is it hate or spite?
Can you write when an afternoon's bright?
To Andy from Jon 09.22.2014
To Andy from Jon 09.22.2014
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