Cold Cash
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A cold crisp ten dollar bill was in play,
the teen’s responsibility today.
The thwart of a snowball fight.
Her father’s wages took flight.
With life’s curve ball, food money’s thrown away.
10/10/2020
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Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2020
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