Tag: Poetry
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Where Is Everyone Going?
There are always plenty of people driving on roads and highways, and there are always lots of people out walking around, but where is everybody going? They can’t all be going to work. They can’t all be going to school. They can’t all go to Walmart. They can’t all be at the pool. They can’t…
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A 4th of July Poem
Rose are Red, The Sky is Blue It’s the 4th of July. I need food. Here’s another one: It’s July fourth, fireworks go boom The air smells like gunpowder My yard smells like dog poo. Sorry, poems aren’t my thing. Regardless, have a safe & happy day. — Marty — _____________________________________________________________________________________________ If you’re not…
