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[aid] => mick
[title] => How Cute
[time] => 2005-05-08 08:14:10
[hometext] => Mother's Day and all. We miss you, and please forgive Dad.
[bodytext] => Someone broke into my house once. 'Curious', is what my mom said. 'Why did they take the roll of loonies, dryer sheets, Visine and, oh yes, that half-eaten bag of Doritos?' I sniggered, where she couldn’t see, of course. I knew. I was young once. I knew such needs. 'But what really stumps me, she admitted, was why your tomato plant?' I stop laughing. She always ribbed me, horticulturally, about why my tomato plant always looked so stark, and bare. You see, her daisies and geraniums were always top-shelf. Mine, on the windowsill by my bed, was bare. Now gone, pot and all. I’ll chalk that up as a close call. And a fond memory to boot. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 23 [informant] => Nik_Howl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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