Red Tape Wagon

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Red Tape Wagon

Another day I start my quest
 To find a job with all the rest
I wait in line with hopes to find
 A job to pay my bills on time
It's the Red Tape Wagon I most detest
 The bank comes in to reposses
My home which sells for much much less
 A home once mine now I'm a guest
That is why I'm so depressed
 The Red Tape Wagon at It's best
I Say Get Up
 God Bless

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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