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How to erase history!

Seasons of my life

Why Do We Stand?

I'll Always Be There!

I Feel Just Like a Baby!

That's Life!

That's Life!

War is Hell

Oh! Where did it all go?



'OH! My,my,my!"





Forgive and Forget?

So Why Should I?

Fifty Years Later

All in a DAY

A Warrior's Soul

"Good Life"


My Only Son


"American Pie"

War is Hell!

Daream Catcher

Time is a Thief!

Ode to T/Sgt. Glenn Wilson

Never To Late!


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If reincarnation really exist…
then I want to come back as my self.
I sure don’t want to come back as a
damn clown or an elf.
You know, a person could come back as a horse’s ass
or a ten pound bass.
What about a elephant’s foot trash basket.
Man, that would be worse than ending up in
a yellow casket.

Maybe a hairless dog, a big fat hog or just a
shitty little green frog.

It could happen you know!
A roster crowing.
An old hound snoring.
A ding bat souring.

Hell…who know what shape or form!
So beware what you step on.
And of what you eat.
Are what you wish for in your sleep!

You might come back as a little  Irish…
Ba ba ba .

Jackie r. Kays




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