Sometimes your vista verries day to day,
Month to month,
People are like that too,
People seen as honest as day is long,
Sometimes assumed honest isn’t
Got a new shower hed other day,
It was suggested to me to remove part I need and return new one as broke to Wal-Mart!,
I said no,
My word is my honor,
Maybe I’m the only one that gets that,
My half sister and family didn’t C,
So they through me away believing they didn’t hurt me,
My good name was besmerched!
For fifty- six years my good name was honorable!
Lables Elder Abuser with lies,
The lies raped my good name with slander,
Poor equates to no justice,
Poor doesn’t mean the truth matters not!
Innocent is innocent even if labled by lies the lies foulest Diana Lee Dudley could imagine of our non invalid mom.
Hear is someone I loaned money to after mom died,
Here she says ‘no one will know!’
She wrong because I will know,See!
She says why not?
I say because one’s white, more speed cost more!
My wife would have pointed out different serial number,C!
There was another something however I’m really bushed all I can think it potty and nap,
There was a saying,
By someone in history,neither a lender or a borrow be,
But I rather the truth is always honorable,
The trueth never besmudges my name or character.
I will now be more cautious of my dear friend,
I found nothing honorable in her thought about our extra shower thingamabob.
Anythoughts!
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