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No wit. Why, were you exepcting some? I can smell someone's mood going a little sour, though. Blah blah blah indeed.
Poem for Norma J
Norma, it's a nice and windy day outside
It's Friday
Let's stroll along the river and go for a meal
Norma Norma Norma
Blah Blah Blah
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