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Sep 2013
My boy looks like me a bit.
That stuborn streak.       My poppa's gift to me
Here my boy.                 Have a slice.              No ?

                                       You had the stubborn pie
                                       You scooped the crunbs
                                       And washed them down.......a thousand score
Before.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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