Just stop and look

Bells and hooks

Pushed on the margins

Is a Holt Avenue dream

Pushing ninety nine live things

Coming to California for the

Sunshine and get a pocketful of rain

Take that sunshine

Climb into my thoughts of bells

Liberty bell on AM PM

Drifting in and out

Like a cold ice cream

Ice trots in and steps

Back wallets turn to purses

Where she is at

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