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Into Tizzy Were Thrown

Into a tizzy we were thrown, And we want to be left alone; An interlude, In solitude; Avoid Trump on his throne. Jim Horn

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/31/2018 10:50:00 AM
the last word is spelled throne, Jim! Happy New Year to you
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Date: 12/31/2018 2:39:00 PM
Thanks. Straightened it out. Has been known to have a head sharp as a bone. Perfect place for his small brain.

Book: Shattered Sighs