vincent armone

Rookie (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

Quarters - Poem by vincent armone

Quarters, is lost.
would roll, sit, even stand for a bit.
oh quarters I am sorry I know thy was old.
but to me you were more then just Quarters.
You were and always will be my best freind.
Quarters I love you

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010

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