Ups And Downs And Ups Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Ups And Downs And Ups



More drama
At Cerama.

No fishing.

They're dishing
Cold food.

Not good for thought.
We want it to eat.

This holiday
Is getting us beat.

We need a happy day,
Not just to pay
For bumpy rides
To nowhere...

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George BernardBloodyShaw

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