There is a blue star, Janet,
Fifteen years- ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.
There is a white star, Janet,
Forty years- ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.
Shall we ride
To the blue star
Or the white star?
Baby Toes
Carl Sandburg
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