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Sunday, July 25, 2010
continental
some, they fly alone
know all routes to be known, and
like spacious branches
they land alone, too.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
up-ender
STOP! I want no more.
In fact, I'll take my hat; there's
something I must do.
spot light
don't tinsel me, you
verbose bungler of The Crush;
I'd sooner hear truth.
***
wouldja look-a 'ter?
yellah skirt, ayveeatars–
dats a young film star
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