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Mar 28
it twasn't pittances frigid leash
nor mares tail which cost
canted roach
tarnishing goat
Frederick and Theodore's gaze

it bleeked in tangle
disheveled and fine
a traditional irish spigot
for a day abroad
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kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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