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Vignette-Olde Money

The first son inherited by right The second,off with his king to fight; Ab third in a rectory might dwell The youngest was to marr well.. Family coffers...more to swell.

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L'Nass Shango

Date: 4/22/2009 7:15:00 AM

You know well, my chap, the British customs by which we inherited shackles of our lives ... this is the excuse of capitalism as an act of liberation fromthe tyranny of structured wealth or the structures of wealth. Good again.

Sharon Winter

Date: 4/20/2009 12:12:00 PM

I get the same feeling as Carrie! Well done indeed. Soup mail call. Love, Shar

Carrie Richards

Date: 4/20/2009 7:05:00 AM

It feels as if this is written in some yellowed ancient manuscript of poetry...Well done! ~ Carrie

Lena Townsend

Date: 4/20/2009 6:13:00 AM

Great rhyme and flow. The title is perfect on this one. Have a great day! Smiles from Lolita

Christopher Higgins

Date: 4/20/2009 4:17:00 AM

Wonderfully done..love the title and the flow of your piece.

Diane Christian

Date: 4/20/2009 3:27:00 AM

sory presed all the wrong keys, God bless from diane

Diane Christian

Date: 4/20/2009 3:24:00 AM

thanks Brian for your kind comments, my new life poem was one of the first ones i ever posted on here so it is a surprise TO ME, gOD BLESS FROM DIANE

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 4/20/2009 2:47:00 AM

Well done Brian! Superb rhyming and flow... Best wishes, Keith