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Archive for July 6th, 2008

A bad housewife poem.  With apologies to Edgar Allen Poe.  And lovers of poetry.
The Starlings
In the middle of the night I awoke, quite hot with fright
at the sound of something light scratching in the wall.
I did not try the light, I just screwed my eyes up tight
and I turned my head to right and ignored my [...]

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