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I. A1 Love Adam drips steak sauce Leaves you, trails, closed dorm room doors And walks with no shame II. Ten Dollar Bet The gas light is on Passing Exit 8, screaming, (I) know we'll make it III. Class and Ketchup "It will **** you," but While you eat chicken nuggets I take your picture IV. Jamaica Plain At midnight sharp, we Can not park, but pose with trees, Find yellow houses. V. Lost in Boston Sacajawea ****** so I asked nicely to Cut in front of cars. VI. Winthrop The "No Dumping" sign Was where you ****** then made me Come smell the ocean.
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Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 12:54 PM UTC
Haikus for Boston
I. A1 Love Adam drips steak sauce Leaves you, trails, closed dorm room doors And walks with no shame II. Ten Dollar Bet The gas light is on Passing Exit 8, screaming, (I) know we'll make it III. Class and Ketchup "It will **** you," but While you eat chicken nuggets I take your picture IV. Jamaica Plain At midnight sharp, we Can not park, but pose with trees, Find yellow houses. V. Lost in Boston Sacajawea ****** so I asked nicely to Cut in front of cars. VI. Winthrop The "No Dumping" sign Was where you ****** then made me Come smell the ocean.
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Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 12:54 PM UTC
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