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12/6/2023 2:19:28 PM
Bob Atkinson
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Flapper -by - Bob Atkinson
she lamented all her faults
yet laments weren't what you'd think
not having all new clothes in town
brought her to the brink
she listened to jazz all day
no work to interfere
a tall thin girl of pedigree
most people they would sneer
but worth to her was everything
she'd covet in her mind
cigarettes, cars and clothing
men twists to her life
she saw a life of hardship
lay on the other side
of fences 'round her garden
down streets of muddied piles
where openness of desire
held nothing for those folks
toil merely a dirty word
to carry when you're broke
this feeling of elation
left one so circumspect
as to rally demons
like dollars thrown to chest
later, when she'd grown into
a mid aged woman mom
she'd look back to times of youth
and secrets smiled upon
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