The Holidays Are OverA Poem by Ben TherA postcard
I already lost the scarf at a good movie
The apartment, where they live, is apt with wifely warmth The New York Public Library, where they visit, is mostly Just a research library - books are hard to find Food - chapped, boneless, skinless breasts The winter mush fest Grey-mustard sandwich - okay Grey is in this seasoning Grey socks and woolen shoes Hit the snooze button Mutton, chops and pea soup Cool, colder Cast iron shoulder pads, oh yeah, grey grass Gracias! © 2010 Ben TherReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 3, 2010 Last Updated on February 7, 2010 AuthorBen TherHOBOKEN, NJAboutPretty simple man with a headache. Often pegged as being preoccupied, but... who isn't. However, I believe in striking when the iron is hot. Oh yeah, and timing. Timing is huge. There's a lot to .. more..Writing
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