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Growl

The year was nineteen forty three back then crime was more then a mere slap on the knee Life in the mines was very good in fact so good that Bo got a gold tooth planted in his beautiful mouth When all the ladies saw him smile, they lined up single file ! ! ! Then one evening he went out for his cig and a gangster from the big saloon stole his tooth and sold it for a crown; He have it to his mama who worked at the canteen Every day she'd pipe to the miners "ain't I fancy look at me !" giving it a polished rag shine; The miners would grrrrr GROWL ... "that tooth should be mine" though she laughed and guffawed they did not applaud, regardless of that, when Bo came to dine she flashed him a smile ... every time. July 17, 2018

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Date: 7/21/2018 8:36:00 PM
Which smile is real, which one false? Interesting juxtapositioning of false teeth and real gold. shalom, shalom 7 Thanx
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Date: 7/18/2018 1:51:00 PM
Great poem Pixie...
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Date: 7/18/2018 3:38:00 AM
You flashed us a well written, fun write.. Pixie.. I love your pen!
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Date: 7/17/2018 7:14:00 AM
A fun read, Pixie..you come up with amazingly simple themes and rise to new heights.
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