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I Want A Beer

Even though I've been helping you and working hard, you won't give me a beer after I've mowed your yard. I'm hot, sweaty and dying of thirst. You've done some bad things but this is the worst. When you asked for my help, I shouldn't have come here. You offered me a glass of water but what I want is a beer. You love your damn beer so much that you won't even give me one. I would kick your *** up and down the street if you weren't my son. I have something to say and you'd better listen to me. Don't ever expect me to mow your yard again for free. (This is a fictional poem)

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Date: 5/20/2015 9:45:00 AM
Great thought well expressed via the professionalism of a poet. You definitely have it in you and I am glad I came across this one. A commanding 7 here.
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randy johnson
Date: 5/25/2015 4:38:00 PM
Thank you.
Date: 5/17/2015 3:08:00 PM
good one thanks
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randy johnson
Date: 5/25/2015 4:38:00 PM
Thank you.