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Tuesday, January 19, 2021

poem 52


by dog e relaford



if i could write a poem
and paste it on the wall
i would send everybody a message
including you all

humans are lost now
but back in the day
they knew who they were
and what they had to say

and who to say it to
and at the proper time
they would throw a bum a nickel
and sometimes even a dime

and if the bum said thank you
or even if he did not
they looked up at the sky
and thought beautiful thoughts

there is only one road
and everybody is on it
there is only one blue sky
so smile, doggone it



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