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I don't know everything                                              unless you ask my wife                                                        and my daughter                                          then they will tell you                                                                                I think I do.                                   But I never made such a claim.             Like today,                                a poem stumbled onto me                                and dropped a                                                              "zeitgeist"                                                     into my finite word bag.                    Can't say as if                                             I ever met the man                                but I discovered him                                                               and his ancestry                                                   via                                  the world wide interweb.            There I found                                         the zeitgeist of my being                                                                          is both learning and learn-ed.                                    Learning                                                   because I just did. Learn-ed                because I'm pretty good                                              at Words With Friends.                                      If all things were equal                                                           and every soul existed in               a seven tile universe                                                  I would be somebody!                                                       Yet                                               among poets                         I am plain                                            with no visceral reactions                         because that's eight letters.      However, of this one thing I am sure,                                      if you trip                                      and drop a basket                                      full of blocks                                      which fall to the letters                                                     U                                      E                                                              R                                            S                                                        O                                                I                                     S                                                      I will turn it into                                                                                a SERIOUS poem                                                    (worth 59 points TW and the bingo).
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Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
"TREBOTH!"
I don't know everything                                              unless you ask my wife                                                        and my daughter                                          then they will tell you                                                                                I think I do.                                   But I never made such a claim.             Like today,                                a poem stumbled onto me                                and dropped a                                                              "zeitgeist"                                                     into my finite word bag.                    Can't say as if                                             I ever met the man                                but I discovered him                                                               and his ancestry                                                   via                                  the world wide interweb.            There I found                                         the zeitgeist of my being                                                                          is both learning and learn-ed.                                    Learning                                                   because I just did. Learn-ed                because I'm pretty good                                              at Words With Friends.                                      If all things were equal                                                           and every soul existed in               a seven tile universe                                                  I would be somebody!                                                       Yet                                               among poets                         I am plain                                            with no visceral reactions                         because that's eight letters.      However, of this one thing I am sure,                                      if you trip                                      and drop a basket                                      full of blocks                                      which fall to the letters                                                     U                                      E                                                              R                                            S                                                        O                                                I                                     S                                                      I will turn it into                                                                                a SERIOUS poem                                                    (worth 59 points TW and the bingo).
I should be ashamed... (another bingo)
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Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
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