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And There's No Paycheck On Friday

AND THERE’S NO PAY CHECK ON FRIDAY

I revel in close calls
And what I do takes balls
I’m  comfortable hanging by a thread
While I eliminate the thought of my being dead

I swim through rough waters against the tide
And just keep repeating “Satan is on my side”
One must be aware of what turning a corner may bring
Because I look at life as if it is simply a fling

Each day is a joke and I am its punch line
And I don’t advise anyone to live a life like mine
It’s frightening and fearful and every day I fret
I worry about those I will meet and those I have already met

I’m a man who lives with close calls and has balls
As I wander through haunted ,lengthy and eerily dark halls
It frightens me when I hear the sound of someone turning a knob
And that’s what makes being a junkie such a difficult job
            © 2011.…Phreepoetree

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