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 Jun 2015 Jwala Kay
jeffrey robin
... and he was sittin on the porch stoop cryin

WHAT 'S UP DUDE  ? -- I says

and he says

MY GIRL GOT ATTACKED LAST NIGHT !

SHE WAS BRUTALLY BEATEN !

***** !

                                              ( and she ...... Died ! )



OH MAN ! was all I could say

///

He continued

AND THE WORST PART WAS WE HAD TICKETS TO THE

BALL GAME TONIGHT AND SHE HAD THEM

AND THEY GOT STOLEN !

******* !

THEY ***** AND KILLED HER !

WASN' T THAT ENOUGH !

THEY COULDA AT LEAST LEFT THE TICKETS !

//

I was quite taken aback and said

WELL  , WHO CAN YE TRUST THESE DAYS ?

///

He got up and smiled and thanked me for

Talkin to him

But then he said

LOOK / I GOTTA GO

I GOT A HOT DATE WITH THIS CHICK I MET

THIS MORNING AND I DONT WANT TO BE LATE

BUT I' LL TELL YA THIS

IF I EVER GET TICKETS TO A BIG GAME AGAIN

I' M GONNA HOLD THEM MYSELF !!!

//

COOL MAN I said

GLAD TO KNOW  YA LEARNED SOMETHING

ABOUT LOVE !

//

He smiled and said

YEAH

AINT THAT THE TRUTH !
 Jun 2015 Jwala Kay
SG Holter
Work gloves are for winter.
It's time to grow thick skin
In our palms;
Red drops on white wood

Are sure signs of summer.
Soon splinters reach no
Nerves, knees become insensitive
To gravel and roof tile roughness

As our bodies learn the annual
Lessons many hearts fail to
Learn in a
Lifetime.
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