Me and Eeyore, On the Year of My Birth
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To be read in the deep slow monotone voice of Eeyore.
Just my mother tryin for
anothur moment of agonised , blisful but
nevurending hapiness, sharin with no one hur
uninterupting joy until my overly large but othurwise
average head appears and the docter says, "anothur
regular ordinary baby, happy new
year I'm sory, what did you say his name was"
Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2015
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