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The Single Lamb

I am but a single Lamb One of many in a flock When I speak to the Lord I do not stutter as I talk Think that’s why I love to write Fluent as one could be When I try to speak the words It’s impossible for me Bugs bunny and I are alike Hbad-uh , hebad-uc. hbad-uh Right by our name What ever in life we may do That’s our claim to fame I'll be the first to admit that the humor is a little dry - This is based on my life - Most of my life I stuttered - still do but I've made my peace with it - tilt your head to the left then twitch real fast while batting your eyes To get the full effect of the h-bad-uh h-bad-uh line.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 8/18/2008 8:02:00 PM
My brother who died In June of this year 2008 had a stuttering problem, and he was a top notch salesman. I use to have one, sometimes still do. This was a great write, enjoyed it. thank you Michael for reading A message to your heart and for your comment. You are a dear friend and your commenting on my poetry means so much to me.
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