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Help For The Holidays

If we elude
this Top Shelve Flu
we’ll open a bottle of Johnnie
Walker Blue, and you’ll toast me
And I’ll salute you,
if we both slip through
this Top Shelve Flu,
and do so together


Has send me packing
To an old man’s SRO
To pound and ponder
A pillow
With no palpable case
to make

An embedded correspondent,
make it.. penpal hack, to gussy
up that last stream of glutinous
that- on a whim,
after whim, after whim of

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