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Finished my work day Kicked ***     Smoked a big cigar at lunch Now waiting for a friend     To come for dinner I think we'll open     That Japanese whiskey         I've been holding onto I don't look the part     But business suits me         I'm ruthlessly practical             I deliver results I studied to be a minister Suiting me less Suitability being appropriate; fitting; proper, befitting, seemly, apt I thought myself a proper minister As thinking     Is my favorite past time But patrons of such groups Don't love thinking too much Left that path Called ******** at the temple And didn't look back I'm not much of a poet It suits me least     But I write         write             write                 write And I'm allowing this path To take me downstream To larger, slower, quieter waters Where souls rest Until then I'll enjoy the feel of     the cool current best I can How 'bout you?
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Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 7:25 PM UTC
Suitability
Finished my work day Kicked ***     Smoked a big cigar at lunch Now waiting for a friend     To come for dinner I think we'll open     That Japanese whiskey         I've been holding onto I don't look the part     But business suits me         I'm ruthlessly practical             I deliver results I studied to be a minister Suiting me less Suitability being appropriate; fitting; proper, befitting, seemly, apt I thought myself a proper minister As thinking     Is my favorite past time But patrons of such groups Don't love thinking too much Left that path Called ******** at the temple And didn't look back I'm not much of a poet It suits me least     But I write         write             write                 write And I'm allowing this path To take me downstream To larger, slower, quieter waters Where souls rest Until then I'll enjoy the feel of     the cool current best I can How 'bout you?
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Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 7:25 PM UTC
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