My taxes are done In some sense I’ve won Escaped by the skin of my teeth
The fair was quite high for the year that’s gone bye But my soul I did not bequeath
The money I’ve spent had a heavenly bent but good times were devilishly brief
- garrylcox
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"I believe writing is a precursor to thought,
not the other way around"
Garry L. Cox
The Bard of Appanoose
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