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The Rise

When was it, we all learned
That soon we would find
In order to get "Ahead"
You had to leave some folks behind

And measuring success
Simply by your bottom line
Against all of the rest
And counting every dime

Reaching up To Grasp the stars
Is certainly not a crime 
Just remember all those who
Helped you with your climb

The King Of Spades
I've played against hands
with many faces
Dealt with  other cards
In many cases
Fallen in love 
with the queen of Hearts
Always there, when the party starts


Sometimes I feel
a  flush coming on
Or  holding on a pair
with with 3 cards drawn 
Other times I'm hoping For a inside straight
Then folding  the hand
Cause it's not great


If the right cards are dealt to me, and no one is holding Aces
And all of the cards I see are just numbers without faces
  I'm gonna bust out


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Every Friday night you can find me at this bar
Watching her strum a tune on her guitar
Singing a tune that helps me to forget
All of my problems and my many regrets


It only takes a minute and a beer or two
To drown out the memories of me and you
Her voice like a honky-tonk angel cries
And a little piece of me will start to die  
Chorus
I'm not lonely if I can't feel anything
Another shot of whiskey with the words
That she sings




McGee
After Last night
McGee was feeling guilty
He thought he should go
and see Father Finn

As he walked to the church
His head was hanging low
But he really didn't know
If he had sinned

So the father said " McGee
Why don't you share
 your thoughts with me,
It'll maybe help the guilt go away

So McGee told of his plight
As it unfolded late last night
He met a woman at the pub
And they had drinks

Then after a few
With nothing left to do
They went up to her apartment

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Jennifer Proxenos

January 15, 2021 at 10:40 AM

My father was my rock in my life, he was wise, kind, clever and a perfect father. We lost him when he was 66 to cancer. His advice always helped me climb in life. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.