Once upon a time there was a man: a forest, some clay, and a pool.
He was for the people, against the machine and that was cool.
The machine keeps the enemy close.
Come get your next dose.
Long memories, transformations, severe punishments for the school.
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Hedge funds and bets
Maim then forget the vets
It's old peoples' fault
It's the unions' fault
Embarrassments of pols make good pets.
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(paws)
About Me
- Karen
- I started out as a baby. "I took it easy for a few years." At the age of 2 1/2 I became a lifelong pro bono facilitator. I gave up any painting aspirations in kindergarten. When twice that age, it was discovered that without glasses, my eyes aren't worth much. But, as the last person in my class to win a box of 5 fat crayons for coloring inside the lines, I gave up painting, and went into the world of reading, writing and humorous asides to supplement the pro bono work.The next project is learning how to cut and paste. It'll probably take years if I teach myself because one of us is not listening.
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