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Small Mercies

If I believed, I wouldn’t pray to thank god for the light of day less likely still is that I might thank him for the dark at night. I'd ask if life could please be more than constant work and bills galore and amongst examples in the O.E.D. for “oxymoron” could there be “unhappy child” and “holy war" and all of those “contented poor”? The wealthy aren’t “unhappy rich”. How many of them get the itch to see if life’s more beneficial busking with a penny whistle? And if we happened to displease could he hold the famine and disease and make us write five hundred times “God forgave us for our crimes.”? And would his grand design be in a dreadful pickle If I got a bit more slap and tickle?

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Date: 6/28/2015 10:26:00 AM
oh my,Red, your cynicism shines forth here. As always, you are a great wit!! I enjoyed this one, my friend. so good to see you have put up a post. Soupie for you!!
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