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Aug 2014
When I was six
My sister had told me
"I have a bone to pick with you"

It was the first time
I'd heard the phrase
And I was in trouble

And so many years later
I've decided that

If I counted up
All the bones I have to pick
I'd break every bone in your body
Paralyzed traveler
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