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2025 - inspired by
a conversation with Stan
I've saved pennies in a jar
travelled pretty far
by cycle, bus, and car
but my door's still ajar
for somewhere else to see
Gave up my trusty truck
sold for just a buck
couldn't count my luck
now I sit here stuck
with no one else but me
I am who I am
it's pretty plain to see
if you want a long vacation
take anyone else but me
I own only what you see
I've really had enough
of a life that's pretty rough
putting up with all this stuff
and taking ' lots of guff
for not bein' something else
My treasured magician
she knows my position;
no need to be fishin'
she's not wastin' time wishin'
'n huntin' for someone else
I am who I am
it's pretty plain to see
if you're hopin' for transformation
bark up another tree
no way else for me to be
My life is nearly spent
can't hardly pay the rent
and the only mail I'm sent
is how much the banks have lent
on my worn-out credit card
But I have a grand design,
a long-term plan in mind
the idea is solely mine
don't take it as a sign
suggesting that it's hard
'cause I am who I am
it's good enough for me
if you're lookin for inspiration
I'll share a bit for free -
it's what my Pop taught me
Now all the news is bad
and stupid's the latest fad -
even my dog is sad
only the rich are glad
the rest just tighten belts
Yet these I know for sure:
no one's life is pure
anger is no cure
deep love will endure
and you are you and
I - am - who - I - am