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Jul 2014
Are we forgetting the true meaning of poetry,
Just like an older child might forget his/her favourite toy.
Well you know what they say a toaster toasts toast
And a poet posts poems.
Unless they don't in which case it isn't Tuesday but moonday because what are we all if not butterscotch pudding.
Yeah that's what I thought now you tell me what we do when we're not doing anything other than that something.
I don't get it either
Karl Franssen aka Bryson Flegg
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Karl Franssen aka Bryson Flegg  That Place Where I'm From
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