
The Kelly Song Collective
Hoping On The Other Side
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Hope springs eternal like day is diurnal,
like sad is a darker shade of blue.
I threw a penny in a fountain, made a wish upon a mountain,
hoping on the other side was you.
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I’m indifferent about the colonel
though his emissions are nocturnal –
chicken-choking the whole night through.
He ain’t even in the army. His private parts could harm me.
I’m talking about his CO2.
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Now there’s another Sanders,
good for geese and good for ganders
and way less greasy that a duck.
No one’s getting fondled when a Bernie trumps a Donald.
If you want a Russian douche, you’re out of luck.
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My wishes keep on falling in a well without a bottom.
I don’t know if I’ll ever hear them splash
like urine on a leader, like a sauna in a cedar,
like tears at the supermarket cash.
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So, I’ll just keep on picking and finger-licking
and not fretting up the board.
There’s a string outside my bucket. I’ll fill it or I’ll pluck it,
and make a list of blue notes I’ve ignored.
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© AudSongs 2019
