Were I find my ideas

Were to find ideas

Find them under Creaky stairs,
Find them In a wooden spoon,
find them In eery lairs ,
And in a golden gleaming lagoon.

Find them in weeping tears,
Listen to them in gangs of crooks,
Find them in cheers and jeers,
Scavenge for them in tons of books.

Peer at them through dark alleys,
Glimpse them as they race by,
Hold them in dark valleys,
And watch them as they fly high.

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