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[aid] => mick
[title] => 168 and going gone
[time] => 2011-07-10 00:48:37
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[bodytext] => Oh what riches can be wrought through the transference of thought to the many by the few strings that pull them as they do shout and swear, an angry mob watched on t.v by a slob who expresses what he read in a newspaper instead see-saw thoughts planted by others made to separate the brothers words and pictures for a fool working hard just like a mule all to gain from blaming game drop the chain to reach insane pull it up, a filthy pail reach the lows to make a sale but his methods are, lets say a bit too far the other way sniping forces guarantee pull the plug, and all agree. So endeth an institution built of bile and pollution a once proud investigator never mind now, See you later shining brightly, your replacement just the same in a new casement it will proudly be unfurled news no longer of the world [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 68 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fictional )
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