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The cares of the world, are weighing me down.
To the point, that I wanted my thoughts; to drown.

Bills owed,  finding their way to the mail box.
I want to pay them, but; I have too many roadblocks.

Collectors harassing  day in and day out on the telephone.
Even on the "do not call" list they still won't leave you alone.

I try and develop a plan to suppress the harassment.
That didn't last very long, or even bring any appeasement.

The greedsome collectors send a pile, that is a waste of trees.
Just to collect their "grub" and jacked up hideous fees!

Then the greedsome collectors called me at work!
I called them back mad and was about to go berserk!

Then I received a whopping medical bill.
I felt so sick with disgust, I think I feel "ill".

In the mail was a pink envelope and what was inside?
An insurance bill that read "if not paid" then services denied.

I come home from my job feeling somber and "spent".
I opened up my check, of course; the government took their "cent".

They say when it rains, it pours.
Life’s tedious doldrums but, a different day; and more downpour!

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