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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
What do I do when it's almost two? paint the town in blue suede shoes faint on the doorstep of a close friend say I'll never leave you till the very end? What do I do when it's three? mint coinage on a currency spree print a collection of hockey cards or fill my gut with chicken lard.. But I can enjoy myself from two to three extend that thrill through the day, ya see I yearn to live the American fast food way to support the corporate glut mainstay.... Years pass and still I plan for tomorrow to plow the fields and bury my sorrow... I learned to tell the time from the early grades but never learned to think for myself, I'm afraid... |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Writing a little at 2 am? I know about that, all sweet and sour. |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Martin, this is a good poem that I found back here on these back pages. Back for another round.  Hugs  Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Years pass and still I plan for tomorrow to plow the fields and bury my sorrow... I learned to tell the time from the early grades but never learned to think for myself, I'm afraid... ~*~ We've got to uncover the fun... VERY good, this! |
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