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That's all Folks.

you clock in you clock out

for maybe fifty years

day in day out

- what’s all that about ?


I guess it’s better than

staring away your days

in a freezing bus shelter

knocking back the hard stuff

growing a purple face


but, cut to the chase –

what are we all waiting for

holding our breath like this ?


looking for death:


… it’s like

all else is just a welcome


to get us through the day,

we’re all vamping

til the real deal shows

til we give in

throw up our hands & say


“OK, that was good,

but I’ve had enough now

 - That’s all Folks”.