IT'S OVER

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COUNTRY POEMS

       Hun, the fun is done.

       Hun, your run is done.

       It is time to stop and get a mop.

       It is time to strike the gong.

       The music stopped.

       The champaign cork popped.

       The bill paid.  The welcome overstayed.

       Your show is cancelled.

       The game is over.

       I know you are hurtin, but down comes the curtain.

       You lost the bet and here comes the net.

       You lost the set.

       Closed is the book and here comes the hook.

        

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