WRIST 'A' GRAM

WEDNESDAYS 2PM

Dime High

Sometimes I’m high,

Most times I’m low.

A couple of times I’m highly low,

Who cares to say Hi,

My sight lost its glow,

All these times I get highly low.

Who could have thought a single dime,

Could buy for me a lowly hi,

She asked for a dime and I said Hi,

Now this beautiful sunshine got me!

Oops she got me dime high!

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