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A Poem by charlie


In Bayonne, France, James Goodfellow was born.

He grew up fast, became a shop keeper, and had a son who took bribes from a glazier.


Junior found the glazier's bribes so convenient, why, there wasn’t a month went by where his father’s shop didn’t endure another broken window...














© 2015 charlie


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Very clever....and I have known many like the son..

Posted 5 Years Ago


Love this....a very enterprising child :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


Glazier is such a pretty word.

Posted 8 Years Ago


charlie

8 Years Ago

Naughty boy...
What indeed would become of the 'glaziers,' if no-one ever broke windows, then again, such a superficial observation takes no account of that which is not seen, except on reflection. :)

Four lines of absolute and insightful brilliance.


Beccy.

Posted 8 Years Ago


It took two reads and now I love the title

Posted 8 Years Ago


charlie

8 Years Ago

Thanks for that, Donald : )
and like Levon, his child Jesus wanted to fly away like the balloons.

interesting 4 lines, charlie...

i like when less makes us travel to different places on our own.

Posted 8 Years Ago


charlie

8 Years Ago

I did have Bastiat in mind, but Elton John will do. Why not? It is 2015, afterall.

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