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Hope
Hope?
Nope.
Despair?
It's there.
Unemployed.
Hemorrhoids.
Without a job,
Need to rob,
To get money,
For my honey.
Hope?
Nope.
I'm in jail,
Hoping bail.
Going straight,
I can't wait.
Now with job,
I don't rob.
With overtime,
I save my dimes.
Hope?
Got a rope.
Bought a home,
Wrote this poem.
Have a girl,
She's a pearl.
Got married,
Life's harried.
Hope?
Like the Pope.
Had a kid,
Yep, we did.
Lost my job,
Steal and rob,
Back in jail,
Hoping bail.
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