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There they go again With their coffees Or whatever they are drinking Off to the job site I like to people watch At Starbucks Any hour of the day really You know there is usually Some spilled beans And maybe some ***** That has been poured out Of my *** bottle In the parking space Where my car was just parked I'm not really going anywhere I'm not goal oriented I like to watch The ***** of women Jiggle as they walk Sometimes if I am sneaky enough I can get a ******* picture With my IPad The birds keep hopping around I have known such crass materialists And how they slaved their life away Make more, spend more Now earn more to spend more Everything costs What a waste and a chore Could have retired many years ago But always had to spend more you know Goodbye to my parents Goodbye to that ******* house I live out of my car And at the old family property I'm still waiting For the new house With my own guest house Away from the bodies Who have bothered me Nadal won the French Open Do you care? I am the body sitting over there Nobody talks to me And life's not fair Off to the gardens To read a book It's a beautiful world Don't forget to look
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Morning Poem
There they go again With their coffees Or whatever they are drinking Off to the job site I like to people watch At Starbucks Any hour of the day really You know there is usually Some spilled beans And maybe some ***** That has been poured out Of my *** bottle In the parking space Where my car was just parked I'm not really going anywhere I'm not goal oriented I like to watch The ***** of women Jiggle as they walk Sometimes if I am sneaky enough I can get a ******* picture With my IPad The birds keep hopping around I have known such crass materialists And how they slaved their life away Make more, spend more Now earn more to spend more Everything costs What a waste and a chore Could have retired many years ago But always had to spend more you know Goodbye to my parents Goodbye to that ******* house I live out of my car And at the old family property I'm still waiting For the new house With my own guest house Away from the bodies Who have bothered me Nadal won the French Open Do you care? I am the body sitting over there Nobody talks to me And life's not fair Off to the gardens To read a book It's a beautiful world Don't forget to look
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
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