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  1. Date: 3/27/2013 11:56:00 AM
    Ow gee..i remember those fights with my bro though there were no knockouts involved cos i am a sure yhere were lemons and oranges flying over..Tnks for this poem..its great and gave me the loving memory of home

  1. Date: 3/21/2013 11:55:00 AM
    Is it your dad too? Lol

  1. Date: 3/20/2013 12:00:00 AM
    OMG, Caleb, how many times have you been knocked out? The only time it happened to me was in a surgery room with anesthesia. hahahaha. GOOD writing.

  1. Date: 3/19/2013 8:37:00 AM
    I have never experienced this before, so living vicariously through your KOs is pretty interesting. "Blackness... starry night" - love that line!

  1. Date: 3/19/2013 8:17:00 AM
    Oh you boys....well I ko'd myself in the swimming pool trying a cutaway dive...which I wouldn't give up till I mastered but had to be saved once...weird feeling huh?great poem Caleb...Donna