The Bag
I had this amazing assemblage of many things
The bags were both borrowed
The bags were both borrowed
Somewhere at the bottom of the North Sea one finished
My imagination can not fill that bag
I looked away a moment
One of the two was gone
The bag Liz gave full of dirty clothes
It was very bright rainbow colored
Not in the way you are thinking
The best bag I ever had
I understood why they choose
There was little time
The bag Robert gave me had all of my valuables
Every last one to my Euro-Rail ticket
Wasn't a big bag
We searched the entire ship
Every inch was not difficult to see
He said they would throw the evidence over
It was just another bag for them
Probably never thought about it again
The bag was more important to Robert than Liz would be to me
Some things can go home again
Standing there with dirty clothes would be the better story
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