So small a credential
Acquaintances converged
For me they are here
My accomplishments merged
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The world is sad The jobs are bad No paychecks are had I'm about to go mad ................. good one! - - - But, Darlene, why look for a job, when you can hook up with Bob? Ok, you've hooked up with Bob, and he's given you a good job. As long as with Bob you're in tow, there'll be lawns for you to mow. “miry”? I thought you had made a word out of mire, but I guess it already existed. who knew? I guess things are going alright since the poem was written. did you get my graduation gift? bri :)
We pretty much all go through the job bit kiddo I presume this was a while ago.