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Elevator Man

He was just an elevator man If he had a name he never said Among few words were what floor Pushing buttons, sliding doors It wasn't like he wasn't the pleasent type Everyone enjoyed the ride Had a way with a smile Could make a junkyard dog give up his growl The years all pass in a dying breath Steals your soul, don't give it back With the old joke that we all know Life has its ups and downs he often told As he started to wear they bought him a chair Just within reach of the buttons there Some days though he'd be asleep Happens more and more quite frequently That's why no one knew that he'd been dead A month of Sundays the coriner said He'd passed away they believe Somewhere between floor 1 and floor 19 The tenets now help themselves out Thinking of the one that never said much out loud Just an elevator man If he had a name, he never said

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 2/26/2019 6:24:00 PM
Very sweet, Mike. Makes us think about all the nice people we meet on a daily basis without knowing their name or what happens to them. Very well done.
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Date: 11/1/2018 12:49:00 PM
You're a master of spelling non-errors
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