gettin' ready to get out
the wild cowboys tame the wild horses,
yours, mine, us, ours
why wonder when you can ride?
surrounded at the library
with
sympathetic thinkers
and
unsympathetic odors,
the horses round' here come in tame
ignorant,
and leave bucking wild
through the mall and down dundas
into what they think
could be the sunset
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