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Mr Cool and Collected

What is his secret? They asked me. I had no idea. He was an anomaly to me. I had worked with him for years Nothing ruffled him He never got excited He drank out of a red plaid thermos. With tiny specks of yellow. Had for over ten years. What’s in the thermos? They asked me. We plotted and planned. I stole it after lunch on Tuesday. Ice I told them. Just plain ice. No wonder he is so cool, he has ice in his veins.

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Date: 3/2/2021 5:16:00 AM
Hey that’s cool, Caren, The ice man cometh, but which one, psycho cool, or Kojak cool, I prefer the latter myself, enjoyed reading your poem; cheers David
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/2/2021 9:02:00 AM
Thank you David

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