A Better Class of People
I knew long time before.
I didn’t like them all that much.
They were loud and such a bore.
I was young and didn’t know it all.
Though I often said I did.
There’s a shame buried with the past.
That bullshit often hid.

A Better Class of People
I knew long time before.
I didn’t like them all that much.
They were loud and such a bore.
I was young and didn’t know it all.
Though I often said I did.
There’s a shame buried with the past.
That bullshit often hid.
sorry Dennis……your poetry/prose ….very depressing……you need to be lifted…..get high on life……look to the future thru your little girl’s eyes……instill positivity…….your friend…..shoe
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