Deal with it

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    Deal with it

     If live throws you curves,
    Better learn to swerve.
    See I was born wit a rusty spoon,
    Under a milky moon.
    No time to crawl, to an immediate walk,
    To be quick on the game, to an immediate talk.
    Smarter than Smart with books,
    Folks sending you crazy looks.
    A alone in the mind,
    Still curiosity made it hard to find.
    Alive and well inside my dreams,
    But dead to the world it seems.
    Smiling at the world as I shake my head,
    For all this nonsense I should have stayed in bed.

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    PRober commented on Deal with it

    06-29-2009

    now that's very good.. well said and great ryhming!
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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