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by Lyman Stone

Come in and stay a while
For you have walked many a lonesome mile
On dusty roads I've not trod,
And your feet are as dirty as mine were
When I played in the mud, like God,
Making animals and man, him and her.

Come in and warm by the fire,
It is my pleasure to entertain you as you tire
And fall asleep on my floorboards.
I will wake you in the morning
Just in time for a breakfast fit for lords,
I'll give you fair morning warning.

Come in and shuck off your shoes,
We'll talk of life and friends and paying dues
To landlords and loved ones alive or dead,
With cash or with ever-precious time.
We'll talk until our eyes are bloodshot-red
And the night is darkness at it's prime.

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by Lyman Stone

Come in and stay a while
For you have walked many a lonesome mile
On dusty roads I've not trod,
And your feet are as dirty as
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by Linda Ann Nickerson

THE FUN FAMILY
We welcome you into our place;
We're glad you came to stay.
Ignore our crazy warp-speed pace;
Relax, enjoy your
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by David Wood

yes I do remember of a guest who said he stay a week but stayed a month
instead , showered in the outside rain , ate in bed
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by Joseph Wardy

Guest
Have you been a guest?
Hotel,
Restaur ant,
Party,
Best friend's house.
How were you treated?
Treat yourself as well,
By being
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by Adam Smith

Guests
These people are unwelcome
They come with guns
They bring about war
Fascist Republicans and there lies
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