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Aug 2014
Three heads and a quarter,
barely even a meal for me.
How could one think it was good
for six pennies and tea?

*******,

A horse's tail whiplash made
Barefoot Pinot Grigio spill.
Angry children steal
from the shop owner's unguarded till.

What?

Eating apples with a pig under a fig tree;
I wonder if they'll ever find me?
A sword drawn on a child
the story ends with six pennies and a quarter
to spend. How mild?
8/15/14
Everett V Minshall
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Everett V Minshall  22/M
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