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Coo, Coo Ca-choo

my world took flight with appetite those bastions precisely planned slowly collapsed and caved on shifting drifting sand you were the screen in my submarine the rubber crutch on which I lean holes in my boat letting water out and the sour in cabbage kraut dominos fall when the clock strikes two a shrew flew over my cuckoo and the shrew that flew is you

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Date: 5/13/2020 6:41:00 PM
Howard, excellent, congratulations on your win in Brian's contest _Constance
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Howard Manser
Date: 5/14/2020 9:34:00 PM
Thank you my friend