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poetry of forest bloodgood
Thursday, April 23, 2009
world war sheep
we pull the wool over our eyes, W. W.
the wool pulls our eyes over our ayes, W. W.
W.W. spools the school over our sighs, aye aye.
W.W. schools the wool. i eye.
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