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unforseen
future unforeseen
I was flipping burgers on my birthday
25 years old, a late-night burger shack
we had our share of drunks and good
time, I sometimes followed one of them
home so they didn’t have to face
the morning alone in the trailer park.
Since it was my birthday, I wondered if
I would be flipping burgers when 50
These days, I flip words. around served
with French innuendo and tomato sauce
made of frustration, but it could have
been worse, I could have been frying
burgers be 75 and walk home alone
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Jan Hansen
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