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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

April 10th 2013


I am enslugged, and sapped, and shorn 
Of all the haring thoughts of dawn.
I'd Samson's strength of mind at eight;
By eight again, mere empty pate.
Oh dread Delilah Nine-to-Five,
Don't take my life to keep me 'live!
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