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Apr 2013
something picked me up and gently set me down on  the river bank.

The same thing picked me up and dropped me in the caldron.

Picked me up and dusted me off.

Put a size twelve boot where the sun refused to shine.

Plumped my pillow then pressed it over my face till the cows
came home.

Who goes there ?
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
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