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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368656" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Earthquake in the Chest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368656" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The demise of Mr. Wise came as no surprise<br>to the clerks in his department, <br>those weathered women who for years<br>had borne his scorn so well.<br> <br>The story goes that Mr. Wise that day, <br>balancing his tray at lunch, <br>stepped lightly past<br>the puddings, pies and cakes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368656" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and pitched across his broth.<br>Two feet from the register, he dropped, <br>a humpback suddenly ashore.<br>Behind him in the line was Mrs. Burke, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368656" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">who saw her boss's water break.<br>She knew right then <br>there was nothing she could do. <br>After all, as everyone could see, <br> <br>an earthquake in the chest<br>had taken Mr. Wise. <br>And that is why she raised <br>both arms and cried, <br> <br>"Forget the CPR! Someone<br>call a priest! " No other sound <br>was heard that afternoon. <br>Not one boo-hoo.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Donal+Mahoney">Donal Mahoney</a></strong></div>

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