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Clouds of Dust

The magician blew clouds of dust from the ancient spell book: ‘Necromancy: Satisfy Your Lust.’ He chanted long and hard, but came unstuck, and cried, ‘My strip-o-grams are rotten. Yuk.’ For Barbara’s Clouds contest

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Date: 8/23/2013 12:18:00 AM
hahaha. I am laughing along with Russell down here. So silly but I likes it.
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Date: 8/22/2013 8:00:00 PM
Ha Ha Ha, your humor tickles my funny bone, once again you have written a tremendous write! You have delighted me with the splendor of this incredible poem! I really loved reading this enlightening piece this evening! What a lovely poem, Great Work!!
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Date: 8/22/2013 6:49:00 PM
now why am i not amazed? good luck buddy !
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Date: 8/22/2013 5:59:00 PM
lol...what a fun piece, enjoyed the read, good luck in the contest!
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Date: 8/22/2013 5:43:00 PM
..... Just, love it !!! - Well done and good luck in contest Jack. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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