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Mar 2014
i don’t know

what’s worse,



the jehovahs,

the politicians,

the freak who offers to sweep my walk of maple keys

to fund his fictitious bus trips to the clinic.



i miss the brush guys

and

the encyclopedia guys;



i was much cleaner and smarter then…
Written by
john alan willox  toronto
(toronto)   
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