A Poem
I'm so sorry we had to part
I wore you with black, with denim, with a skirt
You were so good to me
in dry, in wet, in muddy, in heat
I left on that awful night
Next to the radiator I left you by yourself
Oh, when will be be together again
Back in the States
I just can't wait
In Loving Memory of Pumpkin Hunter
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