Poem 808








We’ve got time
and we’ve got
space.. we’ve got
The God Almighty
and The All of His
unknowable ol’ ways.

We’ve got
some money,
yeah, but some
just never seems
to ever cut it
quite enough.

But never mind
what doesn’t matter,
baby doll.. our ends
shall always find
a way to match
their means..
cuz we’ve got
will to life and
lotta love
still left
to live.

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