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Thursday Night in the Library on the Phone

The phone kept ringing
I knew I had dialed the wrong number
But I let it ring anyway

The voice that answered was a dead man’s voice
A friend of my father – recently deceased
He didn’t seem to mind the intrusion
But I hung up the phone nonetheless
Anxiously eyeing the redial button

Was the man of God back among us as promised
Or had the cancer really taken him away
I felt guilty for thinking about it
To ever have a thought like that at all
But I couldn’t help myself

When all around me got quiet
I redialed the phone using the right number
And when I got your machine I swallowed my voice
And left a message speaking as clearly as I could

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The Thief

The guy says his folks pay the bills
They have been dead ten years come Christmas
The checks from the government never stopped
The guy thought he had a right to them
He always talks into his hand about his little games
How he steals money because he is a thief
Still he claims to be an innocent man
That claim does not exonerate him his petty crimes
I want to smash him – to smash his face
Kick his balls up into his throat
For every trusting dollar he stole
But I can bear no sincere ill will
He never lied to me