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Some days are busy, while others are not. Still, you must deal with whatever you’ve got. Even with planning, you never can tell When life will get hectic, at least for a spell. It’s great to exist between boredom and crazed, But when that occurs, I am slightly amazed For either the hours stretch out without end Or I’m rushing, with poems rather hastily penned. Somehow neither one lasts very long and I find That the busy-ness isn’t a state that I mind Since at least I’m engaging that part of my brain That allows me to function, but lets me complain!

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Date: 5/17/2025 9:01:00 PM
Pretty white of your brain to allow you to complain. LOL. ~ gw
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Date: 5/15/2025 8:07:00 PM
It's been awhile since I've read you. I've looked forward to reading you since I returned to Soup. You put all elements of a poem together in the best possible way for a seemless, enjoyable read for others, and you are consistently clever/witty and or funny. Just like you are in this poem. I like that you find the light/funny side to most everything, something I seem able to do, as well (thank God). CayCay
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Date: 5/15/2025 6:55:00 PM
Good one Ilene. Know the feeling.
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