The dog that walks
has a leash.
The cardinal on my chair
sings.
"I have been a hard-working person
all my life -- strong
and look at me now."
The dog that walks
has a leash.
The cardinal on my chair
sings.
I vomited my meal into
my hands.
My mother consulted with
homicide.
Tampa is a place where I brew
green tea and take
calls for Nelson Brown.
The number is wrong.
The number
sings.
Grandma, laugh.
Man can laugh louder but
I can
I can
I can
I can
I can
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