We run on the spark That lights up our work
None’s sure if one creates it
Or one already has
But it sure crops up
To surprise our selves and all
At a ball or out there on the wall
May play in your mind for a while
Like a friend erstwhile
Wherever it is …
For all that it is…
It sure is one of a kind
Never down and done
Always on top of our minds…
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