take home all your toys
say goodbye to all our friends
those we leave behind
take home all your toys
say goodbye to all our friends
those we leave behind
Enjoying Life In New Ways
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Tales from the mouth of a wolf
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My thousand lines..
Poignant. Leaving me wondering and piling up scenarios. Did your job, Juice.
Reblogged this on Commentary, Outrages, Prose and Poetry and commented:
“Juice” (Bruce C. Jewett), a U.S. Marine pal from a different century were much the same slipped past an unconscious nation. However, we DID NOT take home all our tory, or even most, and one day I fear those “chickens” will come home to roost in our back yards, my friend.