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i wish i could write like chris romano
by Jared Fladelandpin ball jingle in my pocket:
one...
two...
three...
four...
five dollars and fifty cents in quarters
won in a hard fought game of dice in a bar.
i look up at the price of a gallon of milk.
just enough for some skim milk and a chocolate bar.
i never want to be this poor again. 08/15/2008 Author's Note: i dunno why i associated this title with this poem.
Posted on 08/15/2008
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