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Nov 2019
a caper has the flower trifocal
and ties from the skies now leaner than haze
that romance mash on sand
only jasper there's midst of surfboard
the recumbent fashion of hers
and solely in this decampment
will bring safari to encampment
though she suffered triumph litany
with mishmash and hullabaloo
yet she'll pound the pipe
in her organic fangs  
mays butter's a lot of bot
to ground those tears of Walloon
there a plunder from seaside saloon
ode to my friends on YouTube
Scott F Hemingway
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