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a poem, by me of all people
posted by dave on Tuesday, December 29, 2009 at 1:13 AM in category poetry

'Twas three nights after Christmas, and I sat at Rich O's.
People asked me, "Where's HatGirl?"
because nobody knows.
So I told them, "She's ill,"
and they said, "Take a pill!
and get better soon,
because we're sick of seeing Dave being so fucking sad all the time."

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