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Permanently Stained

With a whirr and grind Slowly creeps up inching along Then the banging sounds The "Bobcat" reaches his paw Out as far as it can Pulling back black plastic Discarded cardboard boxes Tidbits of vegetables, file thirteen coupons Last nights scrapes Then the male voices Men in banana yellow shirts Permanently stained Men who come once or twice weekly Creeping along Getting the tough smelly job done..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 6/6/2011 12:01:00 PM
Most insightful write Sarah.!! most enjoyed today..
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Date: 6/5/2011 5:04:00 AM
Enjoyed your descriptive write of a garbage dumps plight. The odor is what always affected me the most.
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Date: 6/4/2011 5:09:00 PM
wonderful words describing the plight of both worker and animal looking for food.. very creative Sara.. enjoyed..luv..
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Date: 6/4/2011 2:36:00 PM
* “I Love The Image of The Bobcat * Their Precious Paws of Creation Reaching for Another Morsel Given They Above * Falling * From The Palms of Love * My Dear Sweeet Beautiful Sara. * I Also Love Tone & Hues I Find * Somewhat Serene & Laced Amid Your Sweeetened Love * Beautiful. * Hugggs & Kisssses * Always & Forever * Sarah.” *
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Date: 6/4/2011 8:00:00 AM
If this ain't about ga garbage man...lol...great write dear poet ! Have a wonderful weekend Sara...much love, james
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Date: 6/3/2011 6:38:00 PM
Happy fellas on the job, the treasures they are taking, here they get a beer or too, when santa is a raving... great poem babe love Don
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Date: 6/3/2011 5:36:00 PM
Smile ~ “Your Welcome `My Dear Precious Sara!!!`” ~ As for Friends; those of whom I may have lost or Ever shall lose, amid this passing bowl of infected Dust.... ~ I Shall gain a hundred fold; times a thousand; times ten thousand more; in “The Majestical Life” to Soon arrive ~ And “Many of Their Glorious Lights,” are Never far from myself. ~ “Love to `You Always, & All You Love,`” John!:) ~
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Date: 6/3/2011 3:53:00 PM
this is great nicely done.. cory
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Date: 6/3/2011 12:54:00 PM
Great description, Sara - all the noise and smells of a Monday morning trash crew at work. Ours don't have banana yellow shirts, but are stained. Thank heaven for these guys. They do a dirty job, and, after talking with them a few times, find they keep a fine spirit and attitude. Love, Dave
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Date: 6/3/2011 12:21:00 PM
Very thoughtful write, Sara
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Date: 6/3/2011 2:04:00 AM
Poignant, State of the Art, O, Mother of the Tribes of Israel
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