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Downward, Ho

Contributed by norm on Monday, 5th May 2003 @ 02:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I'm not here to bust any bubble,
To rock any boat or cause any trouble,
I'm only here to clean up the rubble,
A garbage man am I.

I'll drink my beer for thirst of a beverage,
I'll hock my ring, invest using leverage,
I'll bust an ear to glean any severage,
A market chap am I.

O.K. so what, I'm quite unique,
I'm fast on my feet and a wee bit sleek.
Please save me a fin. I'll be broke next week
A man's got to eat..so to speak.

I'll sure make sure to tell you truth.
I just called a guy from a telephone booth.
He's a bum, my bookie and so uncouth
I'm a gosh dern fool, forsooth.

So I went thru life, never had a chance
Spent dough real wrong, never learned to dance
Never played with girls, studied Philo Vance
A retired gent am I.

A garbage man and a market man,
I wasted life chasing marzipan,
The path I took made me scheme and plan,
A zero man am I.




Copyright © norm ... [ 2003-05-05 02:05:00]
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Re: Downward, Ho (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 12:33:17 AM AEST
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interestig write. I did enjoy it!! Ill be watching for more!!
Michelle


Re: Downward, Ho (User Rating: 1 )
by Ravan on Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 04:00:53 PM AEST
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Very nice. Gave me a smile and that is always something to appreciate.


Re: Downward, Ho (User Rating: 1 )
by Ravan on Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 04:01:55 PM AEST
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Very nice. Gave me a smile and that is always something to appreciate.


Re: Downward, Ho (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 12th July 2003 @ 04:42:50 AM AEST
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Aw c'mon norm don't knock yourself
and I'm not so sure you're "on the shelf"
there's a lot more left if you want to "go it"
if nothing else you're a bloody good poet

You're far from a zero in my opinion
living in a condominion
you can't be short of a dollar or two
but just keep away from that bookie you

So we're both retired living out our days
different places, different ways
I like to think it's all sublime
but I never seem to find the time.




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