Not The Kind Of People

We are not the kind of people who have lumpectomies.  We are the kind of people who sail through a summer with Carole King blasting, luring handsome Kansas boys from 17th street for a dance and a drink.

We are not the kind of people whose parents die.  We are the kind of people whose Dad’s take us fishing, whose Mom’s take us swimming, for picnics at the creek.

We are not the kind of people

We are not the kind of

people 

We are not the kind of people and we are

the kind of people who

are not the kind of people

we are not.

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