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But yodelayheehoooo, ole man.
Ole hen. Hah.
I gotta boyfriend. Kind of.
But you're sweet Salon poet man,
and we're friends at the least.
Somebody so gentle, I'd sweep your hovel, sure.
Everybody
loves
you.
Millions would've swept
and fed cat
and pulled every weed
we were so worried
Go take a pill but don't take
it personally.
My hair's white.
Brain's half gone but I
don't miss it.
You're proabably a
great grandpa, too.
As you were.
Peace movement.
Tired ole niks.
