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May 2013
Unless your a lefty then it crawls along the skyline.
Smudgless and contorted.

Unless the culture teaches right to left.
                      Otherwise.
                      Ride the skyline
                      Wrist like a cervical spasm?
                      A long necked goose preening his
                      Breast feathers.
Methinks a right handed world stinks to a lefty.
A much discouraged practice in the church when
                       I was just a lad
                       In league with the devil
Satans scribe.
Jesus Christ. I lapsed at 22.

I love god.
Just not the one I knew.
Do onto others as you would have them do unto you.

Case closed. Period. Full stop..
Except for sister Loretta. Please forgive.
I wanted to change her habit.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
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