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Run Forest! Run... (Limerick) by Bachus

While huffing gas one day at the pumpe. I dreamt that I met Forest Gumpe. He offered me candy For a left handed shandy 'stead I bent him nude 'ver a stumpe When I finished him up I was proude But having not noticed the crowde, and with no hand towel I loosened my bowel With a prolonged inaudible growle.

Bachus 3-Feb-03/7:08 PM
The other day whilst traversing a pothole invested road. My car began making a strange and wispy chirp. Immediately I thought of our days together, and all of those insightful picnics at the lake. i wept openly. Then i chirped along with it. For you.




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