Business Old Poems

 There was Red Dawn and
Crocodile Dundee.
    Full House and
The Lottery.

   Road Runner and
G.I. Joe.
   The Lost Boys...

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Old MacDonald had a farm
And all it had was cows
Their constant mooing brought them harm
…His wife went off the rails 

She bumped them off in...

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The Successful Economist

                      Intermittent...

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The curiosity shoppe
Was the place to stop,
For something unique 
... A rare antique

With floors that creak
A treasure in itself,
Amongst the keepsakes 
Lining each and every...

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There it was, just tossed aside.
The old suitcase
No more wanted or needed. 
But left. 
In the dust and dirt 
On the attic floor.
Remaining unopened for...

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Its Gleaming Light-Beams Washing My Old Soul

So sad about some far-off hidden things
That are not my business, no not me
Washing these feet in such soothing...

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to pay your bills when on a pension often you’ll need an extension...

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"A King deserves His full name~Christmas. Xmas is not good enough." By Poet

Can you smell the home-baked cookies,
all the wonderful goodies.
The tree is all decorated,
beneath...

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Life passes on by
Still I get out and try
One life doesn't seem enough
Who knew it would of been this rough
Talked to an old friend
Hated for...

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Have you ever stood still in silence, to watch her cadence and graceful glide,
there is an undeniable beauty, she’s exquisite from side to side.	
Like a...

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Scared when I use like I'm losing
Scared when I'm speaking alone
Scared when I'm high and I'm groovy
Scared when I'm sad on the low

Scared when I'm...

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Mesh
Of my window screen
In spring
Licked from the inside by our inherited old lady

She is made of bird bones
White whiskers
Wearing her oversized fur coat in the...

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Make way on the street,
68-year-old coming through,
So, shift your feet,
Or make room for me to get through.

I am not blaming you,
But at half my age,
There...

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I see the loneliness
In their eyes
The disconnect
With their old wife's
That make a play
Of lost love
To fool
Other eyes
I sit
On the end of there beds
Steer the conversation
To...

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Tucked away in dad’s back closet,
Stocked with polishes and such;
Dad would let us boys come work,
And learn to earn a buck.

He taught us work had...

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