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Robert Wynn

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Alcohol


Just talk about what dogs wont do
Then you won't have to go there
What a waste of spirit life
Forget about the dime
Children starving for a Father
Need a meal and Mommy's smile
Not the scourge of
Alcohol

Submitted: Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 10, 2013

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  • Patricia Grantham (8/16/2013 9:41:00 PM)

    Yes alcohol has been behind the destruction of many families and innocent
    lives. The problem is not in the alcohol itself but the abuse of it. Drink
    responsibly and save a life maybe your own. Thanks Bob for this very
    thoughtful write. (Report) Reply

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