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This Constitutes New Hampshire.
Discount liquors, first in the
Nation
primary, old man written in
stone, 'till lately Preserved, now
extant
only against the lawful
green backdropp along the Interstate:
107
KINGSTON
SEABROOK
1 MILE
'Drive courteously. That's the New Hampshire Way.'
LIVE FREE OR DIE
TOLL PLAZA AHEAD.
This is what Common Sense
Declared,
tax-free
New Hampshire.
Cretan Maineiac
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Click here to write your comments about this poem (Road Sign by Cretan Maineiac)
Sidi Mahtrow (4/21/2007 1:10:00 PM)
Had a sister once (still do)
With her husband and kids moved to Caribou
Damn it's cold here, she wrote
But at least it counts when we vote.
Bought a house they called an elephant
White was the color of this resident(ce)
And white in another way,
Took a long time to sell fore they moved away.
Moved to Tennessee for a breather
Just in time for the summer weather.
But the restless feet got the best of them, if you ask-her
Piled into the VW and headed off north to Alasker.
Not so bad a place to visit, they declared,
And an experience to be shared,
But back to the Volunteer State they returned,
And lived there till he was interned.
Kids grew old and wise as kids do,
So she moved to Texas like not a few.
Retired (or at least tired) as the rest
That come down south; the friendly pest.
Settled down in style and living free,
But if you ask her where she would like to be,
Back home to the cold and wintery bleakness
Of the house where we began our points of the compass.
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(Forgive me but Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont all are the same to me -
Great places to be.) |
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