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Night Was Coming On In, Borrowing The Light. It Had Started Out Borrowing Just A Few Cents Worth Of The Light, But Now It Was Borrowing Thousands Of Dollars Worth Of The Light Every Second. The Light Would Soon Be Gone, The Bank Closed, The Tellers Unemployed, The Bank President A Suicide.

Gee, You're So Beautiful That It's Starting To Rain Oh, Marcia, I Want Your Long Blonde Beauty To Be Taught In High School, So Kids Will Learn That God Lives Like Music In The Skin And Sounds Like A Sunshine Harpsicord. I Want High School Report Cards To Look Like This: Playing With Gentle Glass Things A Computer Magic A Writing Letters To Those You Love A Finding Out About Fish A Marcia's Long Blonde Beauty A+!

Finding Is Losing Something Else. I Think About, Perhaps Even Mourn, What I Lost To Find This

I Don't Want My Daughter To Be Educated. I Think Women Should Just Be Decorative.

I Don't Know These People And They Aren't My Flowers.