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[sid] => 29805
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[aid] => mick
[title] => South Of The Border
[time] => 2003-12-20 02:59:44
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[bodytext] => Puma lips surround me, In my darkest scenes. My jungle dreams pound me, And, end my prowling screams. My stomping grounds bleed me, In the hills of Equador. But, a carpet bagger's feeding, On a tropical amore. Allusive as an Eight Track, My claws are set to idle. Strength is what I do lack, But, killing's just recital. So, if you feel the sun, You may be in my yard. When revocation done, I think I'll keep my card. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 21 [informant] => JPMcMillan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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