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**NEED SUBSCRIPTIONS, Thanks** WORDS & LINKS HERE: From a collection of his writings called A BIG BOOK OF HIS OWN Stanly Pacion recites a poem of bitterness and awful heart ache. http://stanley.pacion.googlepages.com/homepage contains words/text for all poems, plus other images and poems. "When a child I played, entertained myself with crystal sets, later I became a ham radio operator. The fact that I now have an audience of several thousands and growing, that this audience has become increasingly world-wide, and that it hears and sees me while I read my lyric and prose is nothing short of astounding. I love my YouTube!" For this poem .......... Original BLOG LISTING 15 October 2008 http://stanleypacion.blogspot.com/search?q=WELL%2C+WELL%2C%2CWELL%21+Rewrite Or Use BLOG SEARCH (upper left corner) to Locate: WELL, WELL, WELL! Rewrite It won't be long now, Our love, how it plays its final story, Like all else in worlds glory, Soon end and be no more. Perhaps we never meet again. We learn the awful ache, What separation means, When time runs out and we see Its too late to mend a heart That has been rendered, torn apart. Right now I feel its true, We will never meet again, while Yet we remain this side of heaven, while Still we abide earths shore of the river. Strange, yeah, our fragile hope That you stop it with your forked tongue, Abandon your bad habit, and proclaim, Admit it; you broke the deal, And, as for me, you know the story, Surrender, otherwise, forget it, Just say to all, to one and all, I am gone, youve done me wrong. I swear, I dont care, I dont care. I am gone. Gone, Gone, Gone, I am through with you in my face. The hurt is real bad. You hardly ever told the truth Employed every kind of subterfuge, Remember the time when I implored you, Asked, time and time, again, A simple request I wanted a few months itinerary, You pretended not to know the meaning, You pretended not to know The meaning of the common English word, And when you finally succumbed, Sent me your plans, Not a word of it proved true, Awful, actually very sad, After all the time we had spent together, Face it! Your miserable fate, lousy life, All of it predicated upon treachery. All of it amounts to a pack of lies. Ive had it! Im really gone! Moved on, Because you done me wrong! I have a poem here that I call WELL! WELL! WELL! This version is a rewrite. Let me just begin it. WELL, WELL, WELL! It won't be long now, Our love, how it plays its final story, Like all else in worlds glory, Soon end and be no more. Perhaps we never meet again. We learn the awful ache, What separation means, When time runs out and we see Its too late to mend a heart That has been rendered, split apart. Right now I feel its true, We will never meet again, while Yet we remain this side of heaven, while Still we abide earth,s shore of the river. Strange, yeah, our fragile hope That you stop it with your forked tongue, Abandon your bad habit, and proclaim, Admit it; you broke the deal, And, as for me, you know the story, Surrender, otherwise, forget it, Just say to all, to one and all, I am gone, youve done me wrong. I swear, I dont care, I dont care. I am gone. Gone, Gone, Gone, I am through with you in my face. The hurt is real bad. You hardly ever told the truth Employed every kind of subterfuge And omission. Remember the time when I implored you, Asked, time and time, again, A simple request I wanted a few months itinerary, You pretended not to know the meaning, You pretended not to know The meaning of the common English word, And when you finally succumbed, Sent me your plans, Not a word of it proved true, Awful, actually very sad, After all the time we had spent together, Face it! Your miserable fate, lousy life, All of it predicated upon treachery. All of it amounts to a pack of lies. Ive had it! Im really gone! Moved on, Because you done me wrong! That was a poem entitiled WELL! WELL! WELL! That was a rewrite of a previous version. I am Stanley Pacion. GOOD EVENING

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