COUNTING THE LITTLE WAYS
This nation is a paragraph of failure.
Make sure you watch your games.
Counting the little ways is counting
the big ways in disguise.
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I came home late on Tuesday; my
lunch pail had lost its bottom. In
the backroom my wife was with
someone. Intentions were good,
and I had 'em.
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I looked at the mail and only saw
a note from one Lucy Luckinbill.
I knew I'd heard that name before,
but couldn't exactly tell.
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