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Dry Branch Fire Squad – He’s Coming To Us Dead

Posted on April 15, 2015 by 15liuc

One morning when the office was opened A man quite old in years Entered the express office Showing signs of grief and tears And when the clerk approached him The old man then did say I’m waiting for my boy, … Continue reading →

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A Sort of Ode on Prof. Dave

Posted on April 7, 2015 by 15abisalihz

Always adjusting your eyeglasses, scratching your chin and nose, Sweating through cotton bandanas, which hold back your greasy locks, “Keeping your head from exploding”— that spellbinding, probing-box, Eyes tilted up, seeking “pure light and goodness” through literature.   Down on … Continue reading →

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