Sales are down -- MidWeek Blues -- Bailout due here?

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One Single Impression: Thirst


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Please click on the super size and you will read the "Sales Office" sign on the front door. I have no idea what they are or were selling.

I taught an entrepreneurship class at the college, I do believe I could have done a little consultant work with these people. Whatever business they are/were trying they need/needed some help.

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If you want to post a MidWeek Blues picture, go get directions from Rebecca by clicking on the logo here. She has a Mr. Linky and good directions . Just do what I did.
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Or do less. All she requires is a BLUE PICTURE, you don't have to write.

One Single Impression: Thirst

A Thirst

He came in quest of a drink
his terrible thirst to quench.
Leavings from the kitchen sink
were offered him by the wench.

I need a drink, not that slop
was his retort 'side the door.
Impudent trash you churl rot
that I'd drink in Hell before.

Poor soul quite a needless spat,
back out in the rain he fell.
Gasping for life and a draft,
he died of thirst in the hail.

Fall from Heaven, life's sweet wine;
that hail as grapes in the rain.
O had he drank from that vine
no longer he'd thirst in vain.

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