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squeezed like a lemon
And being told of my financial state,
I grit my teeth poor as a rotting board,
I feel like a lemon squeezed, I dont feel great ,
Please dont sink my ship while I am aboard.;
And news like this,my guts squirt out lemon juice,
I am being squeezed dry -feel I want to die ,
Financially speaking I need a truce,
A lemon squeezed no taste I want to cry,
Life with no zest is not life its abuse,
I play by your rule book most of the time,
A financial respite would make things right
My life would be like sweet wine and sunshine,,
I ask for little we need not have to fight.
Life is a quacking duck ,news rules some luck,
Your help pleases me and I never get stuck.
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Larry mintz
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