samuel aragone Poems

THE DAY WE MET
A rainy day, a pie with sauce

Brewing coffee, Italian of course
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LEANING ABOUT MY FATHER
I never knew my father
I doubt any of my family did
He was the symbol of authority
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THEY MAKE THEM TOUGH IN TUMUT

Last year I went home to Tumut
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WALKING ALL ALONE

I was walking all alone
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Strange how the smell of certain food
Evokes strong memories of childhood
Toasted rolls bathed in butter and jam
Sandwiches loaded with cheese and ham
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Now Christmas has come round again
No one knows how many we get my friend
But as we count down our three score and ten
There probably isn't too many more then
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My Uncontrollable Merry Christmas Tears
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GOODBYE MY FRIEND—THE BREAK UP

It's been twenty years we've been together
And we both know it's about to end
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READY TO TALK

Hello father it's only me
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