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I Am No Johnny Cash

A man with tight pants

sings on the stage.


All the women in the room

stare at him and his tight pants.


I sit in the back

and

write his songs for him.


No one even looks at me.


If only I could strum the guitar

and carry a tune…


-C.H.

 
 
 

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