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Visitations

By Richard Dey,

in the dark corner of the dingy bar

outside Fort I ee's gates,

in the corner too dark

to see, where only by a cigarette's glow

did I know you were there, know to send

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you a cheap beer "courtesy of a soldier"

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who later in Washington saw you on the Hill

one warm rainy afternoon in Mr. Henry's

(you looked a little like Lady Freedom who sways atop the Big Gold Dome)

in Mr. Henry's you cropped right outa the jukebox

stood before it, leaning o'er it,

and sang the song she played

and were the song she sang

while I, I on official business

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