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Your Dollar - My Life

spat on, scrunched, trampled unimaginably torn used, misused, abused we care not; for there is want and it remains valuable. 5/23/2016 Traditional Tanka contest

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Paul Callus

Date: 6/1/2016 3:16:00 PM

'Tis a meaningful tanka, Lukas; applies not only to the dollar but to our euro, too! ~ Somehow, when I see 'dollars' I always think of Clint Eastwood and Spaghetti westerns! // paul

Paul Callus
Date: 6/2/2016 1:46:00 PM

The Euro simplifies things, Lukas; no playing around exchanging money, and losing in the process! Where trade is concerned, my country (Malta) has benefitted. // paul

Lukas Ficklin
Date: 6/2/2016 10:23:00 AM

lol I guess being in America I have more to relate to the dollar but that is interesting. I have not seen a Euro yet but I have travelled Europe when the Pound Lira Mark Franc, Schilling etc were around and we had to exchange at every border. Is it better with the Euro?

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 5/26/2016 9:42:00 AM

I wonder, is it the dollar or the thing we want to buy with it??? I like this thought provoking piece!

Sandra Haight

Date: 5/24/2016 7:11:00 PM

I will not look at a dollar the same way again, Lukas! A really great Tanka! Best wishes for the contest. 7, Sandra