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Poetry News Post #946

In the eve, wandering the streets

Written by: Erindalis, Ward of Nature
Date: Sunday, December 16th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone

In the eve, wandering the streets,
Merrick found the bra minus the teets,
"My father's no Sage",
he screamed in a rage.
He fanned his hand pained from the heat.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Aeguary, in the year 294 AF.

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Poetry News Post #946

In the eve, wandering the streets

Written by: Erindalis, Ward of Nature
Date: Sunday, December 16th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone

In the eve, wandering the streets,
Merrick found the bra minus the teets,
"My father's no Sage",
he screamed in a rage.
He fanned his hand pained from the heat.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Aeguary, in the year 294 AF.

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