Almost voted
for a pubic hair
when I was sixty-four
then I wiped my face
and found that it was yours
no curl could ever run for office
or set loud agendas on TV
I stayed in
I swept the floor
of what went before
how silent are the good old days
now that you still love me
now that you still love me
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