Humble PieA Poem by Mr. LopezI sold my pride in a yard sale for fifty cents Along with some other old stuff There once was a time when I used it a lot But I guess that I just had enough So I took what I earned and I went to the store To buy ingredience to make humble pie I was relieved because after I’d eaten it all I could finally look myself in the eye I know this won’t right all the wrongs in the world But it does help me get through the day After all…when everything is said and done “I’m sorry” is all I can say
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8 Reviews Added on November 20, 2008 AuthorMr. LopezChandler, AZAboutI was born in Texas October of 1966. Raised in California where i fell in love with music and art. I came from a large , poor family where the most valuable thing we ownwed was our love for each other.. more..Writing
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