New Life

He walked in
I walked out
New Prize came through the July door
Like Mussolini
Like Summer
He came with his soft voice,
And
Eyes that tell
Now;
You have to move,
And remove …
The old trophy from the mantel piece

When you started to tell(talk)
He was interested,

And so it is
Out with the old
In with the new

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