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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=435939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From Their Backdoors</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=435939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They've backed themselves into a corner.<br>Now they wish to have someone comissioned...<br>To paint scenes of the Bahamas on it! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=435939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Envisioned still is a crystal chandelier...<br>Softly lit.<br>To romanticize the falling chips, <br>From long neglected ceilings.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=435939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And I see them now...<br>Leaving from their backdoors.<br>Where they use to greet the 'help'<br>Frisked before ordered...<br>To go inside and clean.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=435939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To leave these doors now in despair.<br>With heads down.<br>Carrying plastic bags, <br>To fill from a foodshare giveaway.<br>And to return inside to darkened walls.<br>Where joy and happiness...<br>Have both been asked to leave.<br>I see them...<br>Entertaining their decreasing whims.</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=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a></strong></div>

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