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On Mon, Feb 2, 2015 at 1:58 PM, Terry Cooper  wrote:

Touched in the head a little like he is.

Yes you are a James Taylor in the making
Or where you fooling and only faking
I cook chips I don't do baking
Cakes and pies are so pains taking

I like a project I get in my teeth
Not something that can buy an early wreath
So Jim Horn are you really a musician
Or someone that mimes behind a partition

I express my desire to set the world on fire
Before I eventually have to expire
Problem was disturbing and when deductive
Process was non productive and ever so disruptive.

And to everything there may be many catches
If needed carry some matches and anti smoking patches
And you will also learn that you need latches
For all of your BS each poem catches.

Originally by Terry Cooper and slightly
And by horns have been abbreviated
So don't take any of loosely or lightly
Or else it will have to be alleviated.

You can start laughing any time you want to.
A little laugh can go a long age depending on
age, education and maturity. Be sure to save
some for me for reasons related to security.

Terry Cooper, et. al. who usually eats it all.  
So what's eating you anyway.

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