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Moving
Contributed by
Rose
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Sunday, 21st July 2002 @ 09:05:14 AM in AEST
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Oh what a mess.
It must go, you know.
All of it, never-the-less.
Clothes, boxes, glassware,
oh please tell me,
it must go somewhere!
Old, new, in-between,
as I look at all,
I kind of lose esteem!
tired, sore, achy, grumpy too!
Thank God for friends like you.
I knew I couldn't alone,
so now, my mind gleams,
The idea of moving isn't deemed.
Now I can burst ahead,
With your help,
We can clean this slop,
Move onto my new shop.
Thanks to Rand and KD,
Really special to me.
Amber Rose Yeager - October 2001
Copyright ©
Rose
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2002-07-21 09:05:14]
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Re: Moving
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by Jackee_line on
Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 10:05:30 AM AEST
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