I grew up in
a poor family.
***
We were poor,
but un-happy.
***
It seemed like good times were hard to come by.
***
And most-days,
we didn’t have
two nickels to
rub together.
***
But I remember, too,
those times
when we did have
two nickels,
***
And how we’d
rub them together
all night long.
t r e f o l o g y 
…and two dimes was a whole another story.
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Hah! Dime rubbing was a rich man’s game.
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Did you end up wearing off all the buffalo hide?
(Poor buffaloes!)
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Haha. No, but we may have done some structural damage to monticello
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:D
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Thanks, mm!
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This is really great.
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Thank you, rd!
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Ah yes, the simple pleasures truly are the best!
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But give kids a couple nickels to rub together these days in place of an X-box or Play Station & they will look at you like you’re crazy.
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Luxury. We had to rub two dead cats together and counted ourselves lucky!
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Ah, to have had two dead cats, that is everything to a poor family.
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😂😃
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Thanks, s!
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You’re welcome T
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One family’s fun with nickels is another family’s idea of a good dime.
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Well done, pw, well done.
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😉
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We were poor, but un-happy.
:) Nice.
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Thanks, bk!
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When I was growing up, I only had two pennies to rub together….and Lincoln didn’t like it one bit (he wouldn’t have liked it two bits if I’d had 25 pennies to rub together).
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Hah!
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Thanks, dbb2!
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FORGET FLINT AND STEEL / JUST TAKE TWO WOODEN NICKELS / RUB THEM TOGETHER
Inspired by a matchless translation of ‘Change’ re-titled ‘How To Earn a Wooden Merit Badge if You Don’t Have a Bic to Flick With’
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Bravo, ces!
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Why does the line, “…for a nickel, I would”, pop into my mind here. Was that a saying at some point? Maybe it was a punch line. Two nickels would be…
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Hah! Yes, it is a classic punchline. Well, “classic” may be overstating it. “Punchline”, too. I remember in an old Charlie Chaplin short he uses the phrase, “For two pins”, because, I guess, back in 1918 a nickel would get you a whole meal. So your version is probably circa 1950, as in something the Beaver would say to Larry Mondello.
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Wow! You really know your punchlines. ;-)
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I grew up poor too and we played kick the can. We had a lot of fun with that old tin can. This is really wonderful writing, Tref. Hearing those two nickels rubbing together was like music to my ears.
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Thank you very much, mw!
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Yeah, the rubbing the two nickels together trick. Good times tref.
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Cheers, tok!
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Brilliant!
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Thank you, jan!
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