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[sid] => 17318
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Bah!, I say
[time] => 2003-05-09 22:05:00
[hometext] => Insomnia brings out the worst in us..
[bodytext] => Couldn't sleep, there were pills that I bought
Consquently, I had a great thought. If I lay down to sleep with petite Miss Bo-Peep She'd count sheep for me just like she aught. For those who think evil intent This was all theraputically meant, Not a hair on her head would I touch on that bed I was there for the cure,.. not to vent. Do you want to know if we stayed pure If indeed, counting sheep, was the cure, What they call a wife's tale Counting sheep had to fail From the sheep, all you get..is manure. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 7 [informant] => norm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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