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Jack leaves for work at seven a.m. He gets coffee at the diner on 6th and East Elm. He takes it black with two sugars. It keeps him warm and awake. He cannot afford the prices at the trendy coffee shops and only once did he let someone buy him a latte. He didn't think…
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...he hailed the New Year with a champagne toast raised in his hand and a silly sequined hat on his head.
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Little scoundrel Name of leaf, No one knows He's a thief. The shadows stretch, The birds fly south, And summer's a word Of ash in the mouth When all of a sudden The colors are gone But for a red…
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Santa’s stuck/you say? In the chimney of course./The lard-arsed ol’bastard struggling
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