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One mans treasure
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Friendship Oh no!
Justice has not been done
Damn, if only they had seen
You definately would have won
Award you a medal
We shall
For having the ugliest shirt
Of them all
Even shades
Would not have helped
If the damn dogs could've
They'd have yelped
Thank god there was only one
For anything more
I would have to say
What in the hell are you wearing that for?
Who would bother
To throw such a thing away
Put it to good use
Burn it today
I'm sorry if this hurts
I know you love it so
But that damn shirt
Just has to go-
Put it out of its misery
Don't bother to save
Not one piece
Put it to rest in its grave!
JLS20030521
In the fire pit it now sits. . . Chard remains and burning pains it no longer fits. . . Burnt to a cinder, gray like soot my shirt I now surrender. . . Not a large price to pay, if it brought you a smile on this day. . .
I loved it. . .
Love,
John