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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=566837" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>O Brave and Faithful Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=566837" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The day began<br>with the temperature<br>plummeting<br>closing in on zero<br>wondered if I should wear<br>a coat<br>decided to put one on<br>not wanting<br>to be a show off<br>told everyone at Spinoza high school<br>my mother bore me<br>on the steppes of Siberia<br>wasn’t true<br>but felt<br>it should have been true<br>I loved the cold so much<br>well, <br>we all had our little<br>dream.<br>Later that day<br>I pranced into The Teacher’s Center<br>ecstatic<br>below zero<br>soon to happen.<br>Just then Herman Hammer trudged in<br>saying, <br>“If I didn’t have bad luck<br>I wouldn’t have no luck at all.” <br>Couldn’t understand the man<br>a little while ago Bob Bacon<br>gave Hammer<br>two one hundred dollar bills.<br>“What’s going on? ” I asked.<br>“Blew it, Bernstein, <br>just lost Bacon’s two hundred<br>plus eight hundred more.”<br>“Weren’t you in class? ”<br>“It don’t take long<br>to make a phone call.”<br>“After all Bacon said<br>wha’d you bet on? ”<br>“A soccer game in Paraguay.”<br>“What? ”<br>“I follow every sport <br>in every country <br>on the face of the Earth.”<br>“Are you insane? ”<br>“Just wanna be rich—<br>my dream<br>quickest way<br>win a bundle<br>with a bet.”<br>“But you owe fortunes! ”<br>Suddenly a blast of wind<br>rattled windows<br>as frigid air<br>seeped into the room<br>and I smiled.<br>Herman Hammer stared at me<br>tears welling into his eyes<br>then streaming down his cheeks<br>finally dripping from his chin<br>well, <br>my heart ain’t made of stone<br>so I slipped him a ten<br>which he quickly took<br>whispering, <br>“There’s a Chess game<br>in India<br>which I know for a fact<br>is fixed<br>sure thing<br>and a twenty<br>could turn into two hundred<br>so Bacon<br>won’t be on my case.”<br>Another mighty gust<br>slammed Brooklyn<br>so I presented<br>Herman Hammer<br>the dream ticket<br>twenty<br>not asking<br>how he came by<br>such important information.</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=Charles+Chaim+Wax">Charles Chaim Wax</a></strong></div>