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One timeI was on Writers Cafe and a pompous man had nerve to say "your writing is sad" "your limericks are bad" So I decked him and ran away

There once was a lass from OK. who had not the sense to obey she drove her mum mad so her mum was quite glad When her young irritance went away

How do I describe it--? Or her rather She personified love, sacrificing her time but caring little it was gone. She had so much energy running ..

I hate kids. You wanna know why? They smell like pee and they ALWAYS cry They make alot of noise andI want to kick them out oh yes, I hate kid..

To my Harmie.

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