by Digs Daily

Created on: August 03, 2009   Last Updated: August 05, 2009

What I wouldn't give
For a dollar or two
Maybe for a sandwich
Or an ice cold brew

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Perhaps I'll drink my breakfast
Instead of eggs and bacon
Finding it difficult to pour
As my hands keep shaking

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Rocks roll down the pavement
No match for the tips of worn shoes
Right after left
One step after the next

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My mood changes with the weather
On an eternal quest for peace of mind
No wife and kids at home to call my own
Just a close friend who's name is Hard Times

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