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A Poem For Alderman Curry

alderman curry collected closet doorknobs lived reclusively with poco, his faithful afghan one clear evening, he told poco to stay and that he loved him poco's senses caused him to whine confusingly alderman curry went into the woods, took a rope hidden in a hollow tree, said his last words, 'NOW I AM FREE TO BE' at 5:15 the next morning, alderman curry's hung, lifeless, and limp body was discovered by a worried poco the faithful afghan did not cry out an emergency yelp for help, he just let his best friend and master be.....his secret loyally safe

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