Ken hold on a minute! this poem is about some-one (me) who retired nearly
twenty years ago and 'holidays' are something I do not need!! 'Spare time' I
can manage!!!!!!
Cheers Patrick the olden pensionista
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Subject: Re: pat snap(((______)))))*(wednesday 22nd july2009 early!!
Patrick McManus wrote:
> MY TIME
>
> my time
> time has come
> for the dreaded
> annual holiday
> I am pulled
> mercilessly
> out of the ground
> like a tender plant
> and laid to bake
> roots exposed
> on some hot beach
> far away from
> my beloved
> Raynes Park
> my time
> time has come
> for the dreaded
> annual holiday
>
Funny in all senses, esp. that Americans don't know how to use vacation
time either. We always feel guiiiiillllltttttyyyyy about not having our
cell phones turned on while we're contemplating the Pacific Ocean.
k
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Ken Wolman http://awfulrowing.wordpress.com/
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