Phlox potion #6
In June of eighty six
When phlox by the roadsides grew
And horses would walk right up to you
One fell head long for some tricks
The magic wasn’t obvious to him
Take a bouquet of flowers wild
Stir in some blue without a cloud
Capture it carefully on Kodachrome film
Don’t say a word just let him simmer
Wait until in Romeo the songs begin
It’s a mystery, but that’s the spell for men
Sure to capture him easily by September.
First day with Melanie
Wacahoota Road
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