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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Fall of Fred Falmouth
[time] => 2003-03-01 17:40:00
[hometext] => Bulletin: Dow just shot Jones. See you at the arraignment. Bring a sandwich if you can still afford it. This may take a while.
[bodytext] => His mother was a CEO,
His father, an Army colonel, And Fred Falmouth was raised, To read the Wall Street Journal, He became the scion of the stock market, Advising people with money where to park it, When the recession came, That ended the game --- When I last saw Fred Falmouth, He was riding out the eco-storm, By reading the racing form. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 7 [informant] => WillBerry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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