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Mine defense weapon
     of choice comprises
     standing stock
     (lock, and barrel)
     still like a statue, who
would not budge if
     someone yelled "BOO"
cuz fighting back,

     he did not eschew
on account of, his being puny
     like one Ninja Turtle moo
tint, and quiet as Hebrew
service, which cowardly
     behavior admittedly learned
     early in said life,
     (no matter such much ado

about nothing smart
     ting emotional, physical,
     and/or spiritual issue
     destructive coping method),
     whiz not true
lee healthy, and really wanted
     to tell bullies "eff u"
while smacking brutish and nasty

     short haired gentile or Jew,
neither response employed,
     since "scared lad" knew
no confidence to
     put up hazardous dukes,
     and land "scape
     goat head kid"
     matter of fact contributed

     to setting moss psyche askew,
which trademark docile withdrawn
     modus operandi did Matthew
Scott Harris, (this
     wordsmith) more harm
     than (Sherry Jones),
     his first goo goo
doll (me, her close in age beau

     kindergartner - same as him
     more'n fifty plus years ague),
she lived near,
     this present crotchety
     ole Scrooge, when cute
     as a button little boy,
     he considered (second residence
     after parents relocated

     from Cincinnati, O hi you),
to a corner house -
     adjacent to Daily's 
     Family motley
     cutting (insults) crue

     on Lantern Lane
     (within the neighborhood
     of Apple Valley, Pennsylvania)
     unsure if this poe whet
     tick sketch I drew
clear as mud in your view.

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