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M's World: Random Song, a poem
Pass me a tissue cuz I have a nasal issue. A man named Rob likes to say Bob. Cats,dogs and ostriches these make a rubber duck, yesterday I got stuck in a bus hole black dog. My body emerged from the fog. Big blue boots shouting “hoots!”. Curtains, windows, 57, 7-11. When you go to New York bring…
Yup, that’s my boy.