Back in my bone crushing
poverty ridden days,
I collected cans for nickles;
enough cans meant booze and
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I do not understand this: 'I thought, ah yes, but he's alive. I didn't take the can for the nickle. I left it to its green garbage can grave.' bri ;)
Great write! When genius dies it is best not to try to squeeze one more nickel out of it! .
Oh! This wonderful poem stole my heart. So dearly passionate, poet. Great.5 stars and I am your humble follower. On to my fav
Though never being a 'fan' of VM, or much of anybody else ('fan' doesnt fit my mind) , I recall Gloria and Brown Eyed Lady (after googling 'Van The Man') . As my comment in Feb. says: I did not understand part of the poem. ;) Explanation? ?