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Oct 2017
Well she’s on a field trip, and I’m on myvacation.
We, just now, met in the middle of the Hotel,
where they have a griddle.
It’s morning time.
But, we both had a little wine.

I had a French Toast.
But, I think she had the most.
Mine was all covered in blueberry jelly;
And, she was filling her plate-to fill her belly.
Oh, yeah, we met in the middle of the Hotel.
Diane Puckett
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Diane Puckett  Grain Valley, MO
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