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This isn’t the poem ewe are looking for
Nearly lost my at work because….
…yes someone has died and I think you might be
next
Turn that frown
…only if gravity changes
Are you okay
…well I was until you came closer
Can I phone anyone for you
….the hospital tell them your blood type
I again not a psychopath
but their is definitely traces
If you need a shoulder to cry on
always pick the one with a hunch
Would you like to talk
not really haven’t stopped for most of my life
The person who bought the thing
that the thought they liked
doesn’t
Sony gave away their stock vr units with the new ps5
Sorry that’s an advert in my poem
then I want a percent
Aging …………………………………my poetry
beyond the abed bird
Not having a good day
excuse me I just need to fill up my chainsaw it is in my locker
Copyright ©
Christopher Quigley
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