4725. SIXTEEN NICKELS IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE

SIXTEEN NICKELS IN 

THE BLINK OF AN EYE

I started out. I started out. Yes, more than once was

the sun on the horizon. I was running late. I was

running late. Out here in the country, when it gets dark 

early it gets really dark. It gets really dark.

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The power company wanted for 70 bucks a month for

a pole and a light  -  out front, at the least, I thought it

would illumine the dirt road. Then I thought better of it,

too much dough, too much bread, and with that dough

saved, I could buy bread. Conundrums like that make

me hard-swallow. There's nothing much else to say.

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In the night, in the dark, in the pitch-black dark of night :

oh yeah, listen to this. I said no to the electric and just

stayed in the dark  -  living each night in the shadows and no

one ever came anyway. I figured 'hell, this ain't Paris, the City

of Lights, anyway, and girls are more fun in the dark.

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'Yonder stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade...'

I knew every line of that song once. 'I have squandered

my existence for a pocket full of mumbles such are promises...'

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All lies in jest, but a man he hears what he wants 

to hear and disregards the rest.....