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Dear Mr. Poetry, could you hold my purse? <how does babbit do it> (Haiku) by horus8

It's a mystery!? Could it be the tap water? I fucking doubt it. It's education!? Some people deserve it more. Just don't ask me why. Here's a well placed yawn. To go with your diplomas, and your poetry. Imagination! Can't be taught at any school. Except, maybe his?

poetandknowit 9-Dec-02/11:20 PM
No, actually, I am quite sober. I wish it were otherwise, but a project has me on coffee and such. See how easy it is to misinterpret in the virtual sense. And, good, the more men and women buying you drinks the more money I save. Economics 101. Of course, my dear friend Kevin, until he met the married love of his life, usually filled my tab with his frolics. Am I really in deeper than I care to be, or was it yet another phase. I go through them around the passage of age or the passage of time in a bar (go ahead "you fucking bastard"). Much like your menstrual dealings. "carry a WWII SS flask filled with Reposado in my right boot" now this truly makes me wonder.




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