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Reprieve
Haven’t you awakened one morning
Close to sobs or a scream,
Heaving a sigh of relief
Oh! It was just a dream.
But then you remember your doctor
Said to expect the worst
Your job may soon be history
And rent is due on the first.
The State is on the verge of collapse
And even the weather’s not right
And why can’t you talk to your mother
Without getting into a fight?
At the end of the day you’re exhausted
Worn out by desperate scheming
Let it go as you crawl into bed
For soon you will be dreaming.
Posted by james-hazard
at 11:36 AM PDT
Updated: Wednesday, 29 August 2012 11:39 AM PDT