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I try to make a living and get by
I'm at the traffic lights hoping you can see
Look into my eyes maybe and see that this was not my destiny
Fate or maybe lack of degree thru me this way
Every night i get home and give thanks as i pray
For now i have food again
It fills my young however plain
I might not wear the perfect clothes, i might even look astray
But for your daily news on paper, I am the one you have to pay [comments] => 3 [counter] => 227 [topic] => 43 [informant] => shanz33 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

The paper boy

Contributed by shanz33 on Sunday, 13th November 2011 @ 09:50:07 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

It is raining heavy, but i try
I try to make a living and get by
I'm at the traffic lights hoping you can see
Look into my eyes maybe and see that this was not my destiny
Fate or maybe lack of degree thru me this way
Every night i get home and give thanks as i pray
For now i have food again
It fills my young however plain
I might not wear the perfect clothes, i might even look astray
But for your daily news on paper, I am the one you have to pay

Copyright © shanz33 ... [ 2011-11-13 21:50:07]
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Re: The paper boy (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 13th November 2011 @ 10:32:49 PM AEST
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Welcome to YPDC.
This is a great write and I'm sure you earn every cents you're paid.
Great writing.
Blessings,
emy

Re: The paper boy (User Rating: 1 )
by FlintHunter on Monday, 14th November 2011 @ 04:16:51 AM AEST
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'The paper boy' is an essential poem. It is more important than even the gorgeous sonnets and ethereal pastorals we write. You should be proud of yourself -- and you are -- i can see it. Good for you! --FlintHunter

Re: The paper boy (User Rating: 1 )
by Robert_Edgar_Burns on Sunday, 4th December 2011 @ 09:53:14 AM AEST
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The news you deliver is never as
important as the one who delivers
it's message, to the lives of the
most important people on Earth,
the little ones who eat that plain
but nourishing food you provide.
Blessings,
Robert Edgar Burns
Rob

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