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Mice (Free verse) by MacFrantic

Oh how soon we do pretend That for this time We've reached the end A maze of sort which is the best Our span of life within this test String along and watch us run We climb the walls We dodge the sun This dubious race is not but strife Although it seems to move our life

Bobjim 18-Nov-04/7:33 AM
Here's an alternate ending:

This dubious poem is not that great,
I think I'll go and masturbate.




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