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Jul 2015
I Hear an owl outside my door
1:58pm. July 3rd. 2015
Strange thing;  
An owl, calling loud,
... on a sunny day?

See; He’s laughing!

I know;
Time for tears to roll.
Little mouse, salted to taste;

No snap! Still, dead all the same.
Theresa M Rose
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Theresa M Rose  QUEENS
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