A golden handcuff, a golden handshake
Surely there’s been some kind of mistake
I’m only fifty five
I’m still very much alive
Yet I’m being shown the door
They don’t want me anymore
I’ve still got a lot to offer
Yet I have got to suffer
I have to stand in the unemployment line
Wait my turn…………………and sign
They’ve dispensed with all my knowledge
I will now have to summon all my courage
I don’t know how long I can cope with the indignity
We’ll have to wait and see
Lester Queripel
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- You Call This A Golden Handshake! - Lester Queripel
- Snow On My Wall - Andrew Barham
- Looked After Girls - Shannon Shell
- Resolutions! - Jenny Hamon
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- The Wounded And The Dead - Kathy Figueroa
- X Marks The Spot - Lyndon Queripel
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- Gales! - Jenny Hamon
- Grizzlies In Town - Andrew Barham
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- Red Satin Dress - Yasmin Mariess
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- Radio Active - Lyndon Queripel
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