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Older
wiser
richer
poorer
cleaner, cook, carer,
maid stupid,
to rock back and forth,
in the basement,
fire burning,
fetch the engine,
deck the halls and check the malls,
all on a Saturday night,
fight night,
one last chance,
true romance,
and every, dirty, secret,
deleted erased and buried,
gripped in teeth,
the lies,
the lullabies,
the monkeyed eyes,
pulverise
the butter flies.
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Bickerstaffe Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 9:31 AM
Unique and extremely powerful... I like '...the lullabies, the monkeyed eyes, pulverize,' well 'listed' my friend! Best wishes, Keith
Linney Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 9:53 AM
Thank you very much for your reply and your kind words. This was a Saturday night reflection about all the people I have been in life, my/our changing roles.
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