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		Leave it to us piggie assesto muck of this simplest of threads
 get a grip, a handle, or whatever.
 
 My whatever doesn't have
 a handle, but my ass does.
 Can it be that simple?
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		My whatever doesn't havea handle, but my ass does.
 Can it be that simple?
 
 I handle ass, and lamb and calve.
 And on my bum: it is a dimple.
 
		
	 
	
	
			just mercedes Unregistered
 
 
		
 
	 
	
	
		I handle ass, and lamb and calve.And on my bum: it is a dimple.
 
 Mary had a little lamb.
 She'd merely scratched a pimple.
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Mary had a little lamb. 
She'd merely scratched a pimple.
 
Mary Little ain't no lamb 
She knows how to use a thimble: http://www.marylittle.com
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Mary Little ain't no lambShe knows how to use a thimble
 
 Little Mary ain't little
 She's big as hell. Daaaaamn!
 
Crit away
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Little Mary ain't littleShe's big as hell. Daaaaamn!
 
 The view ain't little
 the house ain't big
 tucked in tight
 
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			just mercedes Unregistered
 
 
		
 
	 
	
	
		The view ain't littlethe house ain't big
 tucked in tight
 
 'This ain't no house' said Judas Priest
 'it's a home!' as he tucked in
 to Mommy's tight-packed apple pie
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		'This ain't no house' said Judas Priest'it's a home!' as he tucked in
 to Mommy's tight-packed apple pie.
 
 She stands them upright
 sweating skin on skin
 like fans in the first row.
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		         She stands them uprightsweating skin on skin
 like fans in the first row.
 
 skin peels, sweat stains
 she thought she knew
 him
 squatting over her
 
 
 
                                                                                                                           a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions 
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		skin peels, sweat stainsshe thought she knew
 him
 squatting over her
 
 sweating scented oils
 clementine peels
 on fingertips
 
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		         sweating scented oilsclementine peels
 on fingertips
 
 
 oil slips skin
 under fingertips -
 forgotten
 
 
 
                                                                                                                           a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions 
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		oil slips skinunder fingertips -
 forgotten
 
 one gotten
 two gotten
 three gotten
 forgotten (Just like this poor post)
 
 wae aye man ye radgie 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		one gottentwo gotten
 three gotten
 forgotten (Just like this poor post)
 
 risen above the tip
 of a bare brick chorten
 is a lonely mountain moon
 for the misbegotten
 
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		risen above the tipof a bare brick chorten
 is a lonely mountain moon
 for the misbegotten
 
 on the faded red brick chimney stack
 a full moon balances
 
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		on the faded red brick chimney stacka full moon balances
 
 full -- faded --
 red as the brick
 of the chimney stack,
 the memory of a kiss
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		full -- faded --red as the brick
 of the chimney stack,
 the memory of a kiss
 
 She toted a stack-barreled death machine
 and an anger as hot as the midday sun.
 .............."I'se a got the blues an' I wish I was dead,
 ...............I'se a got the blues from a man called Red.
 ...............I'm gonna find him somehow, gonna hold him an' say
 ...............'I won't miss you honey' then blow him away"
 
 wae aye man ye radgie 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		She toted a stack-barreled death machine
and an anger as hot as the midday sun.
.............."I'se a got the blues an' I wish I was dead,
...............I'se a got the blues from a man called Red.
...............I'm gonna find him somehow, gonna hold him an' say
...............'I won't miss you honey' then blow him away"
She fired her barrelled bazooka 
at the man she thought was Red 
riding away on the Pookah 
then Mickey Rooney was dead.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thoroughbreds_Don%27t_Cry 
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		She fired her barrelled bazookaat the man she thought was Red
 riding away on the Pookah
 then Mickey Rooney was dead.
 
 
 Tiny tongue pushing pink
 bazooka — dreaming of a bubble
 that will not burst
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Tiny tongue pushing pinkbazooka — dreaming of a bubble
 that will not burst
 
 dreaming
 of the pink panther —
 i'm painting him green
 
 wae aye man ye radgie 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		dreamingof the pink panther —
 i'm painting him green
 
 pink and green bungalows
 one by one re-sided neutral
 turning summer to winter
 
		
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