My cash and credit all are spent,
That wasn't ever my intent;
My health, my hopes, my dreams are gone
And now I sing this doleful song.
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I do hope now, your lessons learnt You nearly lost it all Now can I have the number, so I can Give that blonde a call? Loved this one. I almost......almost felt your pain.
I laughed myself silly while reading this absolutely great poem, you are the best! ! !
What an example of a wasted life. Hope the poor guy wakes up and gets it together before it's completely too late. Enjoyed reading this piece of fine art, well crafted.
wow.I have not read anything as great as this lately! love it, very sad..n honest!
An all too true account. Of course I am happy it is not you. Extra hammock on the ship if you ever need one. Truthfully, no one ever takes me up on the offer once they taste the food. Good write,
My previous comment has disappeared like a ghost in the night, a bit like this hypothetical guys wife, kids and dog - so, to reiterate, this is a great poem Joseph, very well penned, and a lesson therein for all.
Losing everything is quiet common in experience, at the same time, rarest experience of reading a poem comprising the elements of loosing as poem defines. Pain should be archived to demonstrate ultimate outcome of the sexy air with a dumb blonde......................................................Pranab k chakraborty....20/07/2012
Wonderful poem, I feel sorry for anyone is this situation, but I much enjoyed reading your account of it.
Sorry that things didn't go as planned! This is fun and funny! Thanks for writing a great autobio! Constance