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Feb 2017
Behind gold letters
on fine lacquered wood
refreshments cool
in hot and humid Saigon.

Motorbikes, cars and
all things guzzling gas
buzz the streets below.

I open the minibar.
Pop the cap of a Tiger beer
and think maybe if we all become
more proficient in love making
we could positively influence
the destiny of this
battered world.
bob
Written by
bob  California
(California)   
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