All you left me was alone
You came into my drab life unannounced. I didn’t seek you. I had become resigned to being out in the cold. Suddenly you were there and life was bright, mellow sunshine.
You seduced me by degrees.
I thought that you were here to stay; that you would never leave me.
This morning I awoke and you were gone. You left like a thief in the night, stealing my hope.
I trudged to work through a world of gray; sleeting, chilling snow turning to slush as it hit the puddles that are all you left behind.
Spring, you done me wrong.
My slushy puddle of pain...
Peg-o-Leg's Ramblings 
I am so relieved! For a minute, I thought your cat died.
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No, Beeby is her same snot-nosed, curtain-peeing, dandruff-ridden, sweet self.
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Have you been listening to country music?
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Ha! No! Never!
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Remember that song from “Hee Haw”? – “Where oh where, are you tonight…you met another and phhffft you was gone!”
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I am not a fan of anything twangy.
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Twangy. Succinct and descriptive. I like it!
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So Buddy Rich -yes, the legendary jazz drummer – is being rushed into hospital.
The nurse says: ‘Are you allergic to anything?’
Rich mutters: ‘Yes – country music. . . ‘
Harsh but a good gag nevertheless.
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I can feel your pain.
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Are you shoveling some pain of your own?
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“Papa was a rollin’ stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all he left us was alone.” ~The Temptations. Motown, not country. =)
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Wondered if anyone would get that…
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Sheez. After all these years I thought it was, “…all…ll he left us was a loan.” Different meanings, same effect; I guess…
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That would change the meaning – maybe Papa was a bank employee before he split?
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No. I was thinking the family was taking over Papa’s payments…
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Get rid of your puddles of pain. I say go ahead and break out into your songfluenza humming mode of sunshine tunes.
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Or I could break out the K.C. & the Sunshine Band!
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am terrible, i actually thought it was a person, *sigh*, and this is not in disappointment either, coz then i moved on to music, country definitely, i thought of the Carpenters…clearly i need to read more of your blogs! i just begun with the last published!
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It’s always a great day to be alive!
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