Rober Michaels, The Pressure of Getting Ahead</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=30.htm>Rober Michaels</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>The Pressure of Getting Ahead</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>Give me the salve<br>Of a pressure valve<br>When my mind is ready to blow.<br>An occasional scream<br>Releases some steam<br>But the build ups' relentless you know.<br>For this head on your neck<br>Is not really high-tech<br>Whether ugly or quite a good-looker.<br>It simmers and boils<br>With life's parries and foils<br>Our portable pressure cooker. </b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk4.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk4.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>