Chamomile
Mathew Kerry
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I was panning for gold In the Yorkshire countryside I found what I was looking for once or twice But I lost what I left behind She was nursing a stout In a Red Lion somewhere south Poking holes through coasters with an army knife Counting all the coppers in her life A white rose keeling over By the bathroom sink My cup runneth over Yet still I refuse to drink I am losing all my joy Like flour through a sieve I don't really care if it's a girl or a boy I just want it over with I keep freckles of gold In a cool dark place It's there that I keep her buried by the chamomile Take cuttings every once in a while A white rose keeling over By the bathroom sink My cup runneth over Yet still I refuse to drink
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