[inspired by howl's moving castle]
I found you in a hedgerow, looking mighty tattered
I found you in a hedgerow looking tired and worn
Turnip head was wilted, straw filthy and matted
Wooden spine was broken, burlap clothing torn
I set you right as best I could and let you know I loved you
I set you right as best I could before I walked away
You stood a little straighter in the slanting autumn sunshine
A shaggy, battered figure on a chilly, sunny day.
I think of you just sometimes while down these roads I ramble
Ambulating leisurely, not keeping any time
I took your memory, the color of your eyes, your crooked smile
I think of that just when I stop to look at what's behind
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