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Mar 2016
My main memory remaining of you
Was the time I said "perspicacity"
And you told me it wasn't a word
I guess your just not aware
Of what it means
Or how you lack it

I held to my point
And even tried to make a bet
Five dollars
She promptly looked it up

She was unhappy when she told me I was right
True story I always thought was funny
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
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