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The Love Affair The road that leads to a smallish agricultural flatland has two walls. One wall was built by a slob, just throwing one stone on top of another. The other wall was built by a craftsman where stones fitted and he had used decorative and white painted cement between them. Every Sunday the meticulous man walks to his wall and find great satisfaction to see his work again and wishes the slob would rebuild his wall. Every Sunday the layabout goes for a walk to, first to the bar for a few beers with his mates; he walks to the good man’s house and have sex with his wife.

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Date: 11/13/2014 9:18:00 AM
Wow! Loved the last line -- what a punch and brought your poem together giving it one more final punch -- warning -- pay attention to what's important -- relationships, people . . . not things. Great job and a good reminder.
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jan oskar hansen
Date: 11/13/2014 2:00:00 PM
thank you David
Date: 11/13/2014 4:54:00 AM
Great job Jan. this is a nice poem
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