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william two (bobs and a dave)
hank

i was using a small axe
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then bob chimed in
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about a small axe
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fire
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we should never be too far
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from fire even when
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we don't need them
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they knead us
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into us
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and bob 'but don my gal look fine
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when she's
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comin' after me?' and then dave said
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'as i rest my feet
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by this fire' and i laughed knowing
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you'd wonder about these coincedences
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so i'm writing them down
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18 Sep 07


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reminds me of that balloon man poem and something kinda jazzy at the same time, as far as first impressions go.
but, questions....:
okay wait.
shit I'm gonna re-read and then revisit. lol.
 — gem_grrrl

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