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Created on: July 18, 2007
Just one more bottle of beer.
Bartender please lend me your ear.
Hit me once more, cause I'm all out of tears.
Just one more bottle of beer.
Just one more before you throw me out of here.
There's one more song on the jukebox I want to hear.
Just one more bottle of beer.
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Poetry: Poverty
by Bill Yuska
Dirty and unkempt greets the morn,
Wondering why it came to be so torn.
Played the game by the golden rule,
Just to become
"Poverty"
The sky is a landfill;
A morning thief,
And her eyes are dirt tucked between the sheets.
In the event that we meet
~Broken and poor~
I have no money,
I have no food.
I have nobody,
My health is never good.
I have no home,
I sleep where I lay.
I
by Karina Gray
Love of a Friend
A shaggy, mangy mutt as her only companion
A starved, elderly woman sat all alone
As famished as she was she
His poverty was quite profound;
Being bereft of many basic needs,
Sustained from day to day
Partly by others' charitable deeds.
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