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Dinner's A Chore

DINNER’S A CHORE Dinner, my turn, nothing in the fridge Off to market, be gone a smidge Car won’t start, battery’s dead Jump it, full steam ahead Old gossips in the aisle, won’t move aside ‘Scuse me’ I croon, but they get snide Right back I get crass Suggest they kiss my ass

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Date: 6/25/2025 8:34:00 PM
Whoa. You most have some 'connections,' Denny. I can never get that last word in your poem past the censors. ~ gw
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Danny Derden
Date: 6/26/2025 6:18:00 AM
Well it rhymes...LOL...and besides wasn't I referring to my emotional support miniature donkey I take with me everywhere? Oh...guess I left that out...LOL.

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