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he named me after him, his best ditty ever, my inheritance, a laughing brook of guppy royalties, that keep our Labrador reasonably well fed poetically and of course his name his name, which was not so much inherited, as deposited, X-mark-the-son they ask, no, they declarative announce as fact, answered even as asking, tho their voices rising in a pretend-questioning format, are you as good as he was? Oh no, of course not, I'm merely the son, He was the father, between us, the Holy Ghost of Rhyme
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
he named me after him
he named me after him, his best ditty ever, my inheritance, a laughing brook of guppy royalties, that keep our Labrador reasonably well fed poetically and of course his name his name, which was not so much inherited, as deposited, X-mark-the-son they ask, no, they declarative announce as fact, answered even as asking, tho their voices rising in a pretend-questioning format, are you as good as he was? Oh no, of course not, I'm merely the son, He was the father, between us, the Holy Ghost of Rhyme
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
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