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Humming Chorus |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Another night On a second job Checking out stereos And other things I can’t afford At Wal-Mart My own kids need To go to school Though the degrees They’ll have then after all Will keep them with me Until they’re thirty Their father’s happy In a another world Free of debts and Hectic schedules A better life and Different woman While no good man now In his own right mind Seeing it as a form of suicide Will touch me with affection So no Sir— What you want You can’t find here It’s Aisle Thirteen Where all the old dreams are Not worth the price And beyond repair And useless for distraction . |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Absolutely right on as seems to be the correct terminology these days. Yesterday's too I remember. Well, at least if you lived in America your kids would be covered with insurance until almost thirty years old. That's something. Oh, heck, I think I'll wander over to Aisle Thirteen, kinda like that number anyway, and see if there is an old dream on sale. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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The_Doctors_Angel_32 Member
since 2011-01-14
Posts 337Florida, USA |
This is an awesome poem. It makes one think. LOL Right now I don't got the money to go to Aisle Thirteen. I still got to pay off the medical bills.  When the family is together, the soul is at peace - Russian Proverb |
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