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By Jack Joseph Smith
Once
I saw the world stand still
Sharp in the stars
Graceful in the sun
I turned away and ran
There is more to a story
than a poem
But that is just dragging the truth
It is after all fister then a knife
Dangerous and down devil
as you can get
Watch out and don't let
Anyone get in the way of love
Even if it is a matter of talk
Which in humor is hardest
Don't forget; eye on eye
Best looking is better