Sir RealA Poem by PeteThere is no value in life except what you choose to place upon it and no happiness in any place except what you bring to it yourself. - ThoreauSir Real - Gritty McGritface | Earwiggle Six figure salary. Ten rooms. Four bedrooms. Three baths. Granite countertops. Central air. Three car garage. Sitting atop a hill on two wooded acres. Surrounded by 150 acres of conservation land. Private, dead end, dirt road. Fat bank account. Big head. All it took was for the wrong word to go in the right ear. Park Bench. What was that? His name, you ask? Just call him .... ... Sir Real ... © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on March 22, 2020 Last Updated on March 23, 2020 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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