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Black Holes
Good morning glorious companions! My mammalian friends and I sure hope to find you all stupendously well! Just a touch humid out there today, like a Sprite Cool Zone that’s been demon possessed. I have something slightly different from the norm. Usually I structure each poem’s lines as 7,8,9 or 10 syllables. No reason for… Continue reading
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“Whiskey is for drinking; water is for fighting over.”
Greetings once more populace at large! Another warm one out there, this week the dog’s been “pantier” than a Victoria’s Secret catalogue! Given the glorious heat wave it seems an appropriate time to move forward with a specific piece from last week. In high school they had an introductory economics course during which I had… Continue reading
Dread Poets Sobriety 