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[title] => One Prize Per Customer
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[bodytext] => I met her at the bar, I did. I did. I met her at the bar, but I have a kid. She sat in box seats & I on the stage. She held a drink & I had baggage. Never could I love you, she said. She said. Never could I love you; why not drop dead? She held the hammer & I had a nail. She swung down & I went pale. Went to the dance floor with someone else. Went to the dance floor I'm by myself. She had my heart & gave it to him. His name was Joe; my name is Jim. I met her at the bar, I did. I did. I met her at a bar. Now I'm home with my kid. jz [comments] => 2 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 33 [informant] => norticus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
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