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May 2015
I sat outside in the dark finishing up the end of a cigarette and reading a book of poetry,
Classy night, I'm thinking...
I stood up and took a step to the door hearing no - feeling - a crunch beneath my foot,
A ******* roach.

My first roach-squash,
I've managed to avoid this situation even though I've lived in Texas for 23 years of summer nights.
I wish you'd been here to hear me scream at the carnage in horror,
This was always your job.

You've trained me well.
Written by
Birdy Thyne  Deep in the heart of TX
(Deep in the heart of TX)   
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   Andrew Tinkham
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