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Once The Whistle Blows
Contributed by
culinarynovice
on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 04:33:22 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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All these men.
I see their faces,
in these crowded streets.
As if fallen birds -
their hearts like broken bone,
disfigured and mis-shapen.
Egos are like feathers
conscealing the transparent flesh,
which hides the confusion within.
Away from the rouphnecks,
jobs keep them civilized.
Once the whistle blows,
Find them clocking out.
from under their bosses'
or fathers' thumbs.
They watch the liquor poured,
throwing caution to the wind.
Their debts and duties---
as if the foaming head
of a lager,
--- to be blown off,
'till morning comes.
---Jan 02, 2000
Amber Pasquali©All rights Reserved
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culinarynovice
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2005-03-25 04:33:22]
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Re: Once The Whistle Blows
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by Xperplexed_eyesX on
Sunday, 24th July 2005 @ 02:04:14 AM AEST
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Re: Once The Whistle Blows
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by gothman666 on
Thursday, 28th July 2005 @ 02:16:12 AM AEST
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