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SHE"S A TROOPER...SUPER DUPER!
(Dedicated to Jean)
Could feel the hush
When she walked in
Each step in time
The Juke Box spin
Her head held high
With confidence
Determination
In her chin
Her shoulders set
So nice and square
Brushed side to side
By long dark hair
Her mission set
Somewhere out there
Her hazel eyes
Now searching here
Her image burned
In every eye
All filled with hope
Till she passed by
No lucky man
Could ever be
That glorious night
When she chose me
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We’re all poets, only some of us write it down. JC 9/27/08
Anyone who has the courage to disagree, deserves all do respect. JC 4/28/08
Life is a loosing battle, so you might as well live it up.
J.C. 3/29/08
Life should be like skiing, you have the most fun on the way down. J.C. 8/17/07
Take their word for it, and that’s just what you’ll get.
J.C. 3/19/07
Only the truth is worth the ultimate sacrifice.
J.C. 1/26/06
Compared to the far right, the far left is somewhere in the middle. J.C. 2/22/06
I’ll be the first to apologies, as long as I get one back.
J.C. 3/7/06
It’s a happy man, who can laugh at himself.
If you’re looking for a new experience, don’t hire someone with a lot of it. J.C. sometime in 1990
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SHE'S A TROOPER...SUPER DUPER, (Decicated to Jean)
You write a good song lyric. 
