Waitressed Poems - Poems about Waitressed

...For ten years she waitressed, masseuse'd, sold time-share apartments, but she was tired of being a corporate plaything, At age thirty-five she returned to ****. Of course she could no longer......

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...This house belonged to grandfather Rudolph, though its history goes much further back, all the way to the eighteen seventies, when to this vast land Herbert Blake did trek. It had once been a g......

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