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I've sworn off holidays.
The treat's the trick.
Renewed resolve caves in
with each excuse.
From racing year to year,
I'm dizzy, sick.
Red hearts, green beer, brown eggs
try to seduce me
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Something I wrote upon moving back to California after 15 years in Las Vegas.
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Living After While
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Wistful winds play with the scent of summer,
honeysuckle and bees, beer and a buzz,
baseball,...
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Wake the Dead
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
The emotional wheels are spinning,
look at the balance in the weeble wobble.
The gyroscopic confidence...
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The Wanderer
Translated by W. R Sims
Recited by Charles Bryant
Anglo-Saxon poetry can often be fairly maudlin. I have taken on when reading 'The...
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