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[sid] => 23126
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Bad Deal
[time] => 2003-09-12 16:05:00
[hometext] => This is a poem inside a poem, a story inside a poem. A card game that meant nothing, and persons life that meant everything Walt [bodytext] => Stormy, stormy night, wind and hail, candlelight, burns holes inside my soul. Laughing in the wind, what is the mood that you are in, taking all their gold. Stormy, stormy night, fishing for, what I think is right. Children bought and sold. Bone chilling grin, it's your fault, they win, eating only mold (cheese). Stormy, stormy night, wish I could forget the fight; cards are bad, I fold. If you knew the tale, would you share in the sale? How could you be so bold? Stormy, stormy night, the noose fits way too tight; cards are pat, I hold. Within the time left, I your sorrow, will address. God, I am cold. Stormy, stormy night, bills counted out the numbers checked out right, my last smoke is rolled. Rope loosened this time. Life goes on, I am just fine. Who knows I may even get old! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Walt [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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