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In Kansas City, there’s a witty ditty spinner,
Rhymes for dimes, poetic crimes…one dollar,
Sings a song and dances for his dinner,
Angelic prose from such a retched sinner,
Perched upon the porch, Grackle cackling,
Pecks away at paint and cracked up spackling…
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2007-08-22
01:30:08
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Yes. I landed that dream writing job I've been looking for since Sept of last year.
What a relief!
2007-08-22
06:55:35 ·
update #1