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A Light Lunch

She married him new, A jobless, At dawns he get lost, The dusks chasing him home back, He returns home not empty handed, But with a News paper, Sat for lunch once he, She torn the News paper into pieces, Brought it to his table for his lunch, What's this?he asked, What you bring home,she said!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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