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Some People But Not Me

Some people find comfort in living the same day Every day doing what they did yesterday in the same way. I know a man who ate a ham sandwich with cheese plain No condiments every day and cut exactly the same I thrive on change. Daily seek out something new. Learning racquetball kept me entertained in 1982. As soon as we had the tournament all interest was gone. I dropped racquetball never going back. For tournament I’d won. Some women wear the same exact haircut for twenty years To change it up would instigate and initiate such fears I know a woman whose hair looks like 1960’s Loretta Lynn A different style is suggested every decade by her kin. My hair has been black and blue, beige and turquoise too. If I had to keep it the same way twice it would make me blue. Some teachers can print their worksheets a month in advance. Given a choice, I would rather have gigantic wood-ticks in my pants. Some people live the same year every single year. That would be my absolute biggest baddest fear.

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Date: 12/4/2018 4:39:00 PM
LOVE it- so very you! ;D
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/5/2018 12:20:00 AM
This one took me about a second and a half to knock out from my dendrites to paper.
Date: 12/4/2018 3:05:00 PM
Hmmm, I must try turquoise...I need a little sprucing. I don't know about those wood-ticks though; however, for me it might be better just kissing a frog. Great poem.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/5/2018 12:21:00 AM
I just had to throw in the wood-ticks because I tried two or three other things and they did not have the same effect.
Date: 12/4/2018 7:17:00 AM
I love this poem. Well done and keep it up.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/5/2018 12:22:00 AM
Thank you, I shall because I am one of those obsessive compulsive types, and I have not started dru

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