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The Nickel

The Nickel

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Published by Tom Upton
THE NICKEL As a child one winter day I walked around in search of play And then I found a nickel lying in the frozen ground I clawed the ice away snatched up the nickel and sneaked away The wind was cruel the air on fire my feet were burning my future dire I finally reached the candy store stomped snow off my shoes and shoved in the door I found the clerk to see what he'd say I held up my nickel I was willing to pay he gave me a glance and just turned away Back outside it was brutally cold I had
THE NICKEL As a child one winter day I walked around in search of play And then I found a nickel lying in the frozen ground I clawed the ice away snatched up the nickel and sneaked away The wind was cruel the air on fire my feet were burning my future dire I finally reached the candy store stomped snow off my shoes and shoved in the door I found the clerk to see what he'd say I held up my nickel I was willing to pay he gave me a glance and just turned away Back outside it was brutally cold I had

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Published by: Tom Upton on Mar 13, 2010
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THE NICKELAs a childone winter dayI walked aroundin search of playAnd then I founda nickel lyingin the frozen groundI clawed the ice awaysnatched up the nickeland sneaked awayThe wind was cruelthe air on firemy feet were burningmy future direI finally reachedthe candy storestomped snow off my shoesand shoved in the doorI found the clerkto see what he'd sayI held up my nickelI was willing to payhe gave me a glanceand just turned awayBack outsideit was brutally coldI had cash in my pocketI felt rather boldThen at the deliI had my next trylooking back nowI cannot say whyNext to the counterA barrel of picklesI thought I could get onewith my pitiful nickel"A pickle for a nickel?"the old owner laughed"Not in this store--Not since back in nineteen hundredand twenty-three, or was it -four?"He assured me thatit was last priced sowhen a nickel hada buffaloOutside once morewith a wispy white sighIf I didn't spend this thingI was likely to die

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nice, it goes like a song, like the theme as well :)
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Wistful, cute, philosophical! Great stuff!
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