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Profit and Loss
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DATE: Nineteen hundred and twenty three
(the next year after you married me)
We didn't own much: some feed and tools,
A wagon and harness and span of mules,
A cow, some chickens, and homemade jell,
A cabin, a barn, and a good deep well.
DATE: Nineteen hundred and seventy two,
Plenty and power: my wants are few,
Over a section of land, by far,
A tractor, a truck, a sleek new car,
Ranch-type house. . . the best on earth,
But you're not here, so what's it worth?
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