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When the aging process
cobwebs your youthful lust,
that is not a bust
You now sit
at the head of
a family table
and that's not sad
So many children
praise you call you
Dad
But somewhere from
the side of the table
you should be able
To use your third eye
to see what no one else
can see:
Hot-blooded and beautiful
let your fancy free
(Because no one else can see)
Her
Just you
and true is what
it be
The lover doesn't really exist:
it is not
adultery
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Footnote
COBWEBS AND THIRD EYES
is the copyrighted property
of LCSoL
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