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Jul 2014
The car is frigid,
and so is my wife.
Her cramping bloated abdomen
Is ruining my life.
There are not enough tampons to soak up her rage.
On a never-ending drive to Florida,
Trapped In a silver four door cage.
Dan DeVeronica
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Dan DeVeronica  NY
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