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[aid] => mick
[title] => Naturally Sour
[time] => 2004-04-08 01:12:33
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[bodytext] => In an oh-so-crystal glass, I know you like your ketchup on ice. And whilst, you sit, to avoid to stand to annoy The Man; so there you sit, and here I stand to make a stand, to rhyme, OFFEND. So in seventy-three years (when wood will only serve to beat those of seventy-two) You say you may consider adding nutmeg to your lemonade. I was naturally sour to the whole thing, so I turned my purple lips to the north, and continued applying shaving cream liberally to the cochlea in my left ear. (those little hairs won't bother me again, DO YOU HEAR?) There's a ringing in the garden. The bell peppers are ready, so fill your head with cheese and bake at 350^ [comments] => 3 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 64 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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