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i never saw the doornail die never caught sight of a fox that sly i didn't cure a dog so sick didn't steal a glance of thieves so thick i can't walk tight a rail that thin can't see some sight as ugly as sin i didn't ever take any punch so pleased or been flashed by lightening that slippery greased i can't light bituminous coal so black or pointedly aim as sharp as a tack didn't touch a witch's tit so cold - i'd feel it's not as good as gold i can't squish in any mud so clear or finger a lobe cute as a bug's ear folks shout i'm as deaf as a post in fact i'm even worser, than most i can't hear a fiddle so fit in fact i don't give a - damn a simile is as cool as winter's rain so i utter them like, again, and again true, i'm as buzzed as a bee so busy but i don't think a bee's like a simile, is he? © Goode Guy 2013-03-06