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[bodytext] => He said ‘let me tell you, death ain’t the end
And dammit boy, life ain’t your friend.’ And I’m lookin’ at him like he just landed from mars. ‘lifes just a stage that we go thru to get to the place we’re going to and wealth isn’t measured in mansions and cars.’ ‘It’s like going out with a bucktooth girl or working down at the Dairy Swirl. Its just something you do till something else comes along. Now you can serve dip cones all your life, and if you want to make that toothy girl your wife, well that’s fine son, don’t get me wrong. But we all get hankerin’ for a better lot, and we get fixated on what we got, And soon we can’t find our butts with both hands. Just walk tall and do your best, and keep the love of god deep in your chest, And you’ll be rich, does ya’ understands?’ Well heck no I didn’t and I stared away and got thinking how I’d be a star some day And then grandpa put a big ole’ knot on my head. ‘God damn, old man!’ Was all I could say, and then his smile kinda faded away And he reached out and he grabbed my hand. ‘I don’ts have much more time down here, and my one and only biggest fear Is we won’t meet up again in the promised land.’ ‘I wish my love could pull ya up with me, but only you can control your destiny And if ya don’t fly right I’ll never see my boy again.’ He rested back in his easy chair, and fell asleep while I was sitting there, And those were the last words my grandpa said. To this day I live a simple life, with my deadend job and my bucktoothed wife, And my grandpa’s words rollin’ in my head. ‘let me tell you, life ain’t your friend, and Dammit boy, death ain’t the end.' Well said, old man, well said. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 232 [topic] => 11 [informant] => darkeyedman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
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