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Home Thoughts From the Crocalog

The Crocolog and Friends
The Crocalog, he travelled far
He saw things just the way they are.
But, always in his peregrinations
He sought for farther destinations
In thoughts of what he’d left behind
A face not place came to his mind.
He sought strange sights his time to fill
And hoped he could forget, but still. . .
Then, he ceased his self-delusion,
Saw through all his past confusion,
Home’s not the place where the beck bends,
Home is the place you left your friends.
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