by Elvis Bojangles

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I apologize for

being too free

being too me

& too blind to see

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You’re mighty kind

sharing your mind

with the limitations of me

& offering equality

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I cherish your gifts

your brain your madness

your body your soul

your gladness & sadness

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It’s really too much

to say you are pure

beauty & truth

prevailing unto eternity

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But that’s what you

appear to be

to a wanna-be butler

fading away on social security

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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2016 Text)

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