Foxs Dream Of The Log Flume

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 In the blistering heat of the Asbury pier
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 we sat quiet as monks on the Ferris wheel
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 Until looking down at the waltzer
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 and out at the sea
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 I asked her, did it ever have that recurring fantasy
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 where you push little kids
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 from the tops of the ride
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 she shook her head no
 I said oh, neither do I
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 and with my grandmother's ring
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 I went down on one knee
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 and the subsequent catastrophe
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 has since haunted me
 like a fiberglass ghost
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