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Nasty Habits

Sitting next to a person whose breath stinks, is it alcohol or lack of oral hygiene... never mind what that person thinks: excessive drinking is not a medicine! Waiting for the bus that runs on a Sunday schedule is tormenting misery, and worse, standing next to a smoker who has little consideration for me! And I assume no other intruder tries to spoil my trip on this bus cramped with kids who talk aloud and curse with derisive eyes, not hearing the bus driver's angered voice!

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Date: 2/22/2014 5:41:00 PM
Andrew, I like how yours is so easy to read. You didn't moan on and on about all kinds of things. Well, some that did that were very good poems. But I like them short like this one and I like how you made it all about the bus ride. Wish I had done one like this!!
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