Bob Tucker, Be Alive</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=34.htm>Bob Tucker</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Be Alive</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>Are you out of money about mid-week?<br>Your horn won’t blow but your brakes sure squeak?<br>Did your wig blow off in the nudist camp?<br>Do you come in last, when you know you’re champ?<br>Does the world make you feel like a prime time jerk?<br>And you get no respect at home or work?<br>Are you reading those books about self esteem?<br>They do you no good and you’re losing that dream?<br>Well, welcome to the world cause we’re all the same,<br>We’ll never be perfect and we’re not to blame.<br>So, put a smile on your face and give me FIVE!!<br>Let’s rejoice and be glad, Bunkie, we’re alive!! </b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>