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KD For 12 Cents

KD For 12 Cents

I'm a master chef when it comes to cooking
That age old favourite Kraft Dinner
Don't know how nutritious they claim it to be
But it certainly doesn't make us thinner

As foods goes, t'was a staple in our house
For years it cost a lowly 12 cents
But that was way back in the good old days
Grocery bills now are immense

Coffee for a dime, a sandwich for quarter
A pair of socks for 29 cents
Now we need to take out a personal loan
Surviving is a touch-and-go event

My very first job was as a teller in a bank
Earning a huge $18 a week
Over the moon when I got my first paycheck
Back then my life was complete

What more could anyone have really asked for
The world was a beautiful place
I'd love to feel that euphoric feeling once more
Great joy would beam from my face!

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Lucas Lazar

Happiness that produces our first salary earned with our work is something that can never be forgotten, and even though at the time we had to look at every penny in our lives with magnifying glass happiness took precedence.

A poem ironically, but full of feeling and longing.

A greeting.

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Jack Ellison

Lucas... you are always so kind my friend! Thank you for always supporting my submissions! I truly appreciate your kindness! Cheers fro Canada!!!!!

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