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Squaring The Circle - Square Dance

Who said life was going to be fair? Come on, let’s make this circle square, Poor as church mice, bolder than brass, Circle right then show me the cash. We'll keep it underneath your hat, But there’s no room to swing a cat, They say the best in life is free, So square this circle left like me. Fair and square like they always say, Fair day’s work for a fair day’s pay, Money is round to go around, London Bridge, now we all fall down. The rain outside is cats and dogs, Grandma just popped her dancing clogs, Look this gift horse, right in the mouth, Forward, back, now let’s journey south.

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Date: 5/17/2024 7:20:00 PM
A great poem. I like the way a square dance caller is combined with troubles of the present day. Words and thoughts are familiar in an obtuse slant that brings deep meaning to this poem.
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Martin Challender
Date: 5/21/2024 12:25:00 AM
Hilda, so glad you like it. Well I must admit, I do love an obtuse slant :) Many thanks.

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