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Feb 21, 2006 13:23

Today I ate a snail--It was pale.
We spent the whole night coughing down the guard rail.
And then in the morning, while in mourning,
the clouds parted and everything was storming.
I said to my sister-- I really did miss her--
that she should stop kissing the word twister.
And then I woke up, all choked up.
We hurled ourself through the living room to throw up.
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