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My Globite School Case

My trusty chunky Globite with its rusty clunky latches, Its shattered battered corners and its lid worn thin with scratches, Pink Floyd stickers on the inside where the teachers couldn't see 'em, Now my dusty rusty Globite’s sitting here in a museum.

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Date: 5/30/2021 8:46:00 AM
Such an amusing quatrain from a trusty old friend. Nice writing as always, Barry.
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