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Apr 2014
there was a friend, got to the point
at every end, first name, Barb
                     last name, Wire,
she was plain as could be,
not many close friends, you see?
she entertained change,
went a little strange, got different
changed her look and
her first name, still, to her shame,
she did not gain any friends, she would
coil and recoil and actually worked best
under t e n s i o n,
she had a penchant for sharp cutting remarks,
her last name as always was, Wire
oh, sorry to finish
the story, her fetching
new name was,          * Rusty Razor*

Why'er you looking at your screen that way?
Step closer, look closer, Rusty is waiting...
Ottar
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Ottar  where you will find me
(where you will find me)   
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     ---, ---, Mary and reflectionzero
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