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You Can'T Put Thanks In Your Pocket

You Can’t Put Thanks in Your Pocket Call yourself a friend? Call yourself a pal? It’s not what I call you Ungrateful, selfish Good adjectives for you They’re free by the way We know how much money Means to you Can’t put ‘thank you’ In your pocket, that’s What you live by Yet, I never got a Thank you did I? I was the butt of The joke, wasn’t I You assumed I won’t mind You can roll over me I tell you now Earn as much as you can But you’ll never buy Dignity or honour You’ll never have Enough to give you That. You can put honour And decency in your Soul, even with empty Pockets. Think on! David Cox 27/02/23

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Date: 3/1/2023 6:52:00 AM
A powerful/true write. Guess this is part of life. Last Fall I was badly hurt my a great friend. (Friends No More.) I wrote a number of writes from what happened. It does give a writer some new material to write about. I am with Constance (below). "I would rather have no friends than bad ones." Have a bless day....................
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Dave Cox
Date: 3/1/2023 6:55:00 AM
Thanks for reading. Dave
Date: 2/28/2023 10:40:00 AM
Dave, wonderful writing! I have had friends like that, I got rid of them and I would rather have no friends than bad ones. Blessings, Constance
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