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If you wanna get money
if you wanna get rich
if you wanna good life
you gota be a son-of-a-b****!
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Are you extremely rich, Bill?
He would have been but Tuco wouldnt give him water.
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Posted: |
Feb 23, 2018 - 2:36 PM
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By: |
joan hue
(Member)
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“Familiarity Breeds Contempt,”
so never get too close.
The pedestals you and I
perch on, elevation for admiration
of our best presentations,
are not comfortable thrones.
They wobble at a whine
or momentary erosion of control,
our paunches ungirded, sagging, naked.
We quickly snatch the stones
of our slippage, placing them
firmly in our tongues,
smooth away wrinkles
with shamed hands,
and regain precious images,
fool’s gold from a
chink glimpsed in our
perfectly distorted mirrors.
But who wants to be grounded
on a plain stool?
What we cherish in the other
is all we wish to be.
Still I quake at your
inevitable discovery.
You can’t spend the
silver coins generously
proffered by moonbeam
reflections on lakes
nor quench your thirst
drinking from my mirage.
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Too high brow for me joanie. Cant compete with that.
Anyway, i had help from maestro Giombini with my poem, but no one got it.
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So let me get this straight, im going to get to shag a farmer's daughter? 
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