Trials and tribulations
Ways of the world
Nose the the grindstone
Working day and night.
And for what?
No food on the table
Meagre pay
Unhappy children
Who blame it all on you when they're grown.
There's more joy in death.
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Poetry.....Beginning To End
PoetryThis is a collection of all my poems in the order that they were written. Hope you enjoy them. WARNING...may contain some song lyrics.