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Weakness In the Pool

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                     "mother"
                  shouted hern
              from the center of
            the hot summer's wet
               ringlets drenched
         stubby digits raking clear
               her Betty Davis 
                       eyne

          "toss me the ring buoy"
                  she pleads

                'Twuz i lisping
                     az hern
                   popped up 
              through the buoy
                     smiling

                 her excited
                      hern 
                      alive

                    glithenin

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