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gin jar bred for brine
yule log on off, handsewn
yawned ur-ver degree
o daze, halve eyeore
call-ins take requests
to the maxair raid tums
before testamintsand rue
les miles whiggish ley, lines
chair platonic ollie uncial
dash it, sir, nice shades!
play miss t4 me, gloria,
on your station eyrie oboe
(where's the care?)
Candice Ward
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