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    * born into this earth we are by a lady
    * fed we are by this lady
    then we fight with her.
    * fight and are also scaread of her, but we take her for granted.
    * then we get into trouble. and she bails us out.
    * We get lost she finds us.

    But then

    we grow up again
    * and we know it all
    * then we tell her off
    * then we walk out, slam the door, and walk out of the house.
    * but she lets u back in with hot dinner on the table.

    But Then

    We grow up again
    * and were are now our own masters.
    * then step out of that house.
    * find another citi, and aonther house and step in.
    * Living our lifes we move mentally also into our new found house.

    Back home that lady u owe all too sits alone
    * with her huband out at work and her sons and daughter all grown up and out of home.... She smiles...And keep a candle burning for her musketeers to return ... back to a house, their home.

  • A Day of Ode to my Dad

    For none i care,
    ...for none but the wrong path i fear.
    None shall redeem or take for what was learnt. Learnt were lessons very slowly,
    ....slowly none the less, but steadly.
    so steadly that once learnt none, nor i shall forget.
    ...Far away In high water your blood sails,
    in the stench of the business world your blood travells
    ...But none the less with the hearts of their mother and the grip of their father, growing up still to do, have we. Yess Dad ur boys are just like u Dad
    We are growing up just like u.

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