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With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow
by t. wagner
In 1972 it would have been
a dream come true
A small house with a good view,
halfway between the beach and the strip
But that was a long time ago,
several films, three wives and six attorneys ago
Time doesn't fly,
it shuffles off like a drunk when the bars close.
Now I'm stuck in this crappy little house
making payments I can't afford until the settlement clears or
we get the next adventure film out of turnaround.
The girl sleeping in the next room is young enough to be my daughter,
but I don't have one, and she doesn't mention it.
I'm betting she stays as long as the blow holds out.
I've been wrong before.
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