Life's Little Rag Poem by S.MICHAEL DOWNS
Life's Little Rag
It's a quick shot
Hell No!
get ahead
or It won't show.
Run there
Come here
show us all
what you fear
Break bread
feed your head
name him Fred
and dropp dead
get the perks
Make it work
take the ride
and then decide
fall down
get made
try like hell
to get laid
Show him
Show them
write it down
with a pen
It don't matter...what you do
In the end it's the same...well we all get through
(thanks Bob!)
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