![]() A Fool's GoldA Poem by Einstein Noodle![]() dusty musty but seasoned :))))))))))))))))))))![]() A Fool's Gold the glow of knotty pine grows cold around me. i've lost my mojo it seems people look at me as if i were feeble a child minded grey person i wonder what race that is?? (one to the grave i suppose) how cold now i am alone and it's fingers and knees that are knotty "That will be $10.50 sweety" (she says with a smile) and adds ... (twisting her lips just a twitch) poor old soul. E. 03/05/25
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Added on April 11, 2025Last Updated on April 11, 2025 Author![]() Einstein NoodlePork Rind, AKAboutThis morning as I began to log in to WC, it occurred to me what an inspiring and comfortable place this has become for me. There are so many talented people sharing, encouraging, teaching and learni.. more..Writing
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