Run Forrest Run


Run Forrest Run

My intuition has failed me

Not the first time, not the last

Recalling events from memory

Of choices made in my past

 

Of levels won

With Golden Gun

Summer Sam’s Son

Atilla Hun

 

Being chosen to save the day

Is not an easy quest

I light my pipe and go my way

And let my weary mind rest

 

Lying in sun

Great monkey fun

Smiling Tucson

Run Forrest run

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