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If it hadn’t been raining I would have gone to Spain this morning, I only live an hour away, sat at an outdoor café sipping sherry. Dreaming of the vixen, with pellet riddled ears the one that only eats domestic fowl and plays with rabbits, under shady, silent oaks. Sunk into reveries and lucidly understood life’s enticing mystery, till awoken by an irate waiter shouting that I can’t sleep under the table. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Jan_Oskar_Hansen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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