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[aid] => mick
[title] => Deadly Camels
[time] => 2006-03-16 20:00:00
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[bodytext] => Camels spit in my face. A sad, slow, death with no grace. Left with a small cash settlement. But no Dad to provide betterment. The Doctor said there was time, Time for one last goodbye. My Dad hairless and anemic, Cried of that Camels crime. Entropy will overcome, As surely as babies suck their thumbs, never heed the warnings, sucking cigarette smoke into lungs. Dying for no reason, living only for nicotine, craving for that pleasing, leaf of dark green. I know Camels can spit. It makes my fathers lungs bleed. My father’s tombstone reads, “Beware the Camels spit.” [comments] => 3 [counter] => 301 [topic] => 75 [informant] => UnmovedMover [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 139 [ratings] => 31 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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