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About This Poem
barley house
standing in the crowd
studying them
some pretty
most of them rich
some not so pretty
but all they have is rich
going for them
and not surprising
that will be enough
wondering is it
filling them to do this
every weekend
casually conversing
sipping a drink
taking a drag
from their prestigious cigarettes
being where they think
it is
whatever it is to them
most not knowing how
to go past
their own picket fences
to get something
on their own
to snag a dream
without daddy's pocketbook
or connections
and not surprising
that for them
will somehow be enough
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