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Post by Ivan Carswell on Jan 27, 2008 20:09:33 GMT -5
Before I came I knew what needed to be said and I haven’t forgot if you’re about to point out I didn’t say it yet.
Biding my time – you’d know about that too, the least heard is the best said in any iteration of dreaded censure;
you’re a mess – bless the stars there’s no moon tonight.
Okay, we’re on line, is it a smile, or a grimace? © 19 October 2007, I. D. Carswell
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