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Call Me, Baby
by Gregory Wilde  /  poetry  /  18 Sep 2007

I love you, baby,

you know that,

why don't you call, anymore?

349-7704:

why don't you call?

I'm there anytime, anytime,

I'd do anything for you,

Baby,

I'd crawl through

Pussies of Harlem

for you baby, baby,

I'd run though

Iraq for you,

Baby, baby,

Why don't you call?

I'm there anytime, anytime,

349-

7704.

Oh, I'd fly though

Russia's airspace

for you,

Baby,

can't you call me?

I'm there, anytime, anytime

at all.

Oh, okay,

time for a gin,

Baby,

call me, anytime.

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