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Somewhere between the bleating of sheep
And the laying of eggs
Comes the licking of frosting
And the eating of the cake
We’re not young enough
To know everything anymore
And you may think there’s no rush
But I know this
There’s a limit t
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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135332
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All the time I'm eating I can't help but think of the many different tuna melts I have ordered in diners and coffee shops and how each of them disappointed me...
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135353
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Somebody left CNN on all night long
until the news cycle flipped, crashed
and burned
in its own ruins
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135311
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A man in Watchupecka, OH, was charged Wednesday night with drunken driving in heavy traffic in downtown Watchupecka when he failed to stop for a red light.
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Tuesday morning while Frank was in Dr. Jawarski’s office, Michiko was sitting in the waiting room of a gynecologist’s office.
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In the zone of forgotten things, everything moves through a weak gravitational field
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135311
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Carla woke up from her hospital bed screaming.
"Somebody please help me. Please save me. I am begging you."
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My emulations always fail. At heart,/
I don’t want bougainvillea nor blushing pilgrims
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Proponents of this pragmatic line of thinking say a tolerant approach to Islam will succeed where force has failed to persuade terrorists to abandon the religious fanaticism.
It's certainly worth a try--it worked with Presbyterians.
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135242
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So we stayed on the train admiring the time.
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135210
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He was triply satisfied: he’d come twice and he was a damn good-looking man.
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The boy buckled in and told his mom, “No mommy, I can do it myself”
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135231
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He's gonna find he wasn't born lucky after all, his propaganda has got up on the wrong side of the bed and sidled onto the couch.
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No one told us that the LZ was already hot and the last Combat Mobile Team had already been shot down and killed. No, no one told us that. So when we came in below about 500 feet I began to hear that "pitit" sound of AK-47 rounds going right through the f
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The brown grackle chirps/
as she chomps a plump cricket-/
melodious meal.
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135254
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Guttering semiotics, The jeremiads of delirium; Drinking lukewarm tea over a late candle Like Hamlet in a power-cut; Affecting his own audience of himself, Hastening soliloquies through gritted sophisms, Withered and spun to intentional…
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135221
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He turned metal chains to rubber with the force of his mind. He prepared tacos for the paperboy.
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135242
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I sense that I may have won a few hearts and minds with my stirring peroration. "Can I get anybody a Republican Party beer koozie to take home?"
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135221
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Did I refer to Mark Twain’s typewriter as an animal? Did I call it a hyena? I would not say that about Mark Twain’s typewriter.
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‘Grace’ was eliminated sometime in year b.s. (Before Seat) 12, for bottlenecking Productivity and holding back Progress.
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135253
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Once, in the past or future, but definitely not in the present, I worked as a transportation minister for a friendly dictator, whose name was neither Hitler, nor Stalin, nor Kim Jong-Un, but whose mustache was toothbrush, whose smile was sardonic to the p
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I imaged him at his mother's house, eating chicken and tabouli with her at her round marble table, leaning back and laughing, then reading my “love you” and excusing himself to cry in the bathroom.
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Charted stars by the dozens /
with a side of frizzle onions /
dawn showers us with glitter.
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135252
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Summer, Spring, Winter, Fall, the Good Lord made them all.
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135220
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"The rider rode his bike in Arizona just about every day and for all the usual reasons....."
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135122
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This gravity thing, I reckon, is enamored with me. It loves me so much that it has fettered me with itself.
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135111
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I laughed hysterically at Austin Powers.
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135165
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A nuclear-plant fuel rod engineer, Dimitri Kastrotov, had an axe to grind, so invented an atomic deterrent, to counterbalance mankind. He targeted the filthy rich, greedy sons of a bitch, breeding war, weapons and nukes at a reckless fever pitch After …
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There are some I don’t recognize. My gaze lingers for a second. It’s bad business this.
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