Lawrence S. Pertillar
Connecticut
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The Pleasure Of One's Company

Often does not come soon enough,
When someone or something is wished...
With a missing of it had,
That drives one madder than a kid who nags.

The pleasure of one's company,
Wanted and felt needed bad.
Is like a 'hit' of a quick fix that soothes.
And all is well until the groove of it cools.
Often does not come soon enough,
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