Vic lacked the Midas touch
unlike his friend, Benny.
Benny had the knack
for making money easily.
Everything he tried
became successful and
profitable.
Vic couldn’t succeeded
at anything he tried
and went bankrupt
over and over like a
natural born loser.
Maybe people like
Benny have more
luck than others who
try the same things
and try them the same
ways but fail miserably.
Whatever the case, it’s
unfortunate that some
have it and some don’t.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
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79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, originally from just outside of Boston, MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional.
I write about many things: Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, Cryptids, Werewolves, Ghosts, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, NDEs, Women Persecuted as Witches, Fictional Characters I Create, News Stories, AI, Robots, Insects, like the poem entitled, Hail Caesar Bob, (about when bees were swarming me outside the door to my apartment), and many other topics. I write a minimum of 3 poems daily, sometimes more.
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