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My Sister Gertrude

New Years began this year Amid global poisoning Gertrudes’s skirt began to burn At the edges Sirens blared, and some attempt At presidential communication Seemed comical Leaping to my sister from being Immolated....... prevented the President's Message connecting I may seem slow at this verse The end trends to drift slow The end trends To drift slow 11/08/11

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Date: 12/19/2011 4:29:00 PM
such unusual style you have, but very quirky and fun to read, James.
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Date: 11/9/2011 11:57:00 AM
Jimbo, I'm beginning to think "presidential communication" is an oxymoron. You probably didn't miss much when "leaping to" your sister's immolation. Very cool poem, my friend. Love, Carolyn
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