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Joe
Poems
Jun 2012
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The air is taut
It snaps and crackles
Surrounded by a crowd of jackals
No one knew still no one knows
From where this ****** Ivy grows
Through the keyhole up the wall
By Thursday it was ten feet tall
No one knows still no one knew
From where this ****** Ivy grew
The air pulls tight
Thick Ivy shackles
Enter in the crowd of jackals
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