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[aid] => mick
[title] => Bad Day
[time] => 2004-10-28 11:27:13
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[bodytext] => As I sit here in this room, I feel I'm falling to my doom! Last night I fell down the stairs, I slipped and fell unawares! Although I'm still rather sore, I try not to think of it, anymore. Although I love art, I do, I do, Not even that will help me through! This morning my mum thought she'd look, In my little Harry Potter book. 'I'm on a diet' she did discover, She was surprised, yes, my own mother! 'Why oh why' is what she said, But I just sat there on my bed. 'Why not' is all that I could say, I wish she hadn't found out that way! To lie, was not my intention, I hope she didn't get the wrong impression. And all my brother stood and did, Was laugh at me, the stupid flid! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 63 [informant] => Saz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => hbadday )
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