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Jul 2017
if all you may gain is comfortable be charitable
I walk daily to the store and pick up cans and old papers
seeking no reward treasure sometimes comes
like the day I found forty dollars
it was a bonus more than I got from
those fifty years of being greedy
I see people smile or notice me and my dog
Missy walking right there the entire time next to me heeling
pointing out litter by ******* next to it
and smelling the passers by the litterers
the bad dog that went this way the hound the
ground hogs
I smile when I do that Missy smiles
we got it too comfortable
I wish all could
wordvango
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