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I Talk Tough

I talk tough only on paper. Paper allows me a glimpse of a new persona. I can be a monster, or a maniac, or a Mack-truck, In a poem, Or a story Or a play, On paper. The pen laughs as we scribe, Flowing over the paper in A happy slappy way, Knowing how Un-tough we are. Telling you The truth of it Through his Giggling. Traitor!

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Date: 10/25/2018 9:31:00 PM
Ha! Great line here: "The pen laughs as we scribe, Flowing over the paper in A happy slappy way,"...luv it.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/26/2018 12:12:00 AM
I have to admit if my pen or my fingers got any more happy slappy, I would have to admit we are senile.
Date: 10/25/2018 12:23:00 PM
"Traitor!" Hahahahaha! :) Funny, but true... I saw this quote earlier: "People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of character." (Ralph Waldo Emerson) It's a bit unnerving at times just how much our pens "tell" on us!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/25/2018 4:48:00 PM
I know it is funny, but I cannot get by with fooling myself for even the least little bit.
Date: 10/25/2018 6:59:00 AM
Someone once said that the pen can be mightier than the sword. I think I'm going to add you to my morning routine. Call it coffee with Caren.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/25/2018 4:48:00 PM
Thank you Wren. I am highly honored, and Trixie is dancing on the edge of our chair with pure delight.

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