It was going to be
A reply comment
But turned into a poem.
Like my comments tend to do
Like one and one
Make two.
It's not much.
Rehash and real.
Just what it is.
So long potato fields.
Goodbye the Queen.
Mad Max
Is riding with
James Dean
In a souped-up
Spud busting
Machine.
If history serves me right
I might forget it all.
Signs in the windows
The Union Man
Can't call.
Someone said ,
we weren't good enough
But my Irish eyes
Were smiling
How they tend to do.
When they dream
Of happier days
My hazel eyes
Turn blue.
And
Imagine that .....
Someone said....
We weren't...
Good enough....
KS
To Do / To Do / To Do
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