Uncommon Curiosity

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Uncommon curiosity
by Richard Maxfield
4-26-99

Tell me what happened, to the day
when every one had, something nice to say
for a lady, we would hold the door
is this such, a horrible chore
to see a friend, and tip your hat
now we ignore, at where were at
to see your neighbor and say good morn
that how it was, when I was born
to give a stranger, a friendly smile
for a friend, we would walk a mile
to meet some, unknown man
and freely stick out, a welcome hand
now we honk, and shake our fist
it dont take much, to make our list
now we walk, down the street
with a frown, for every one we meet
nothing good, we have to say
what ever happened, to the good old days

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Date created: 1999-04-26 17:52:19
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:03
Poem ID: 52300

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