Every one, it seems, is trying to sell me something
stuff I really cannot use,
why is it every body thinks
I'm available for them to trample and abuse -
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I hope I will not be so selfish. After someone is gone it is too late then to be kind to them. St. Therese was right. She said 'I will spend my heaven doing good upon earth.'
Ha ha really like it, some sales people can be too much. they get worse nearer Christmas. I wonder if any will stop by and wash your feet. A great poem.
Direct, straightforward and true. That the way it is and it aint getting any better. A great let off steam write. I like that title