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Karl was pasted to the park bench constable Dodds raised his body with a heavy kick followed by a smart crack from the night stick Karl’s swollen ear tried to pull his face from the bench once more with the night stick and he was up Karl limped to a nearby tree and dispensed himself before striking an angry fly loaded at the bigbucks across the street three men with very tiny heads burst into laughter

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/3/2013 7:06:00 AM
Ralph, it's hard to know what will move me, until it does, and I find myself in the middle of this feeling. This piece moved me deeply and quickly, touched my heart, and reminded me of things I too have witnessed. Since I believe this is exactly a poems purpose, to stir, I say well done! xpeace & hugs Ruby
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Date: 10/9/2015 8:30:00 AM
thank you Ruby, somehow sharing these feelings with you gives me hope, warm thoughts, Ralph
Date: 10/28/2013 6:05:00 AM
WOW a scintillating poem, enjoyable narrativ poem! Pls do review my latest poem.
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Date: 10/17/2013 7:12:00 PM
Love the picture this created. Some of it is slang I am unfamiliar with but I think i got it!!!
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Date: 10/9/2013 10:54:00 AM
Hello Ralph, i had to smile .... well done..kind of witty but i like the story, thanks for stopping by my latest poem... Linda
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