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Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit
Saturday, June 10, 2006
unblocking the writer
There’s no better way to make writing work,
without seeming like an illiterate jerk,
than to pen an insouciant limerick
and hope those poor lines will do the trick.
Meanwhile I lurk in the murk.
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