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Tuesday, May 02, 2017

Tuesday Platform Poem ~~ Buy Low


Buy low

Fortune said to me
buy low and sell high
That's where the money
is, days of towers
 
Or marry one. rich
She'll roll you till death
or He'll set you free
Free from debt till death
 
Towers' wild life ends
Marriages over
At death do you part 
with your worldly goods
 
Death, cookie's crumbled
Then paper's not worth
its ink.  Promises
never fulfilled, schluss**
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 - Poem and Photos Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
  (Photo is a "print screen" copy of a fortune cookie posted by Marian at the link below.)

 - I'm linked with, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform,  
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/05/the-tuesday-platform.html
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 - 'Fortune', this blog search, http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/search?q=fortune
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8 comments:

  1. But, death takes many forms, Jim, not all of them, happen, in the physical form. In this lifetime, I have been born (as a male and a female) and died (as a male) once. Besides, you really want to take that rusting out hunk of metal that you call a car, from the 1990s, with you, when the final death arrives?

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  2. Maybe fortune is so much more than wealth... at the end you will not be aware at your funeral service.

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  3. Good thing I have not amassed a fortune, then!

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  4. I liked the lines about being free from debt till death when the "cookie's crumbled".

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