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Saturday, June 16, 2012

Trod and trove

I plodded placid places.
I plucked platitudes of bones.
I pithy, I'm skinny, I'm plugged in.
I plucked the eskimo
from a hole.
I divided a great nation
into thinking they
were two.
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