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O

 

 

this afternoon

 

my mouth formed its O

at the end of saying,

 

to my fine friend,

a friendly hello …

 

twice today

my face O’d …

 

the first was

this morning,

 

when I begged

for the loan

 

of his commode.

— barbsdad2003, Jun 26, 2007

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 11 months ago

am I missing something

or are you writing yourself out, chuck? no need to stretch. and by the way eew to a borrowed commode! cheers, Jess BTW can't decrypt KWRAOU/TKO/TKPWUD/WERBG/FPLT not at all good with puzzles, cryptology of almost any form, just lose interest, even crossword puzzles and scrabble, words alone have no interest, only combined do they create. have you checked out Mark's (conect) "On Type"? There is a puzzle in that I can't solve, beyond the obvious final stanza acrostic.
C

Conect11

18 years 11 months ago

tsk tsk tsk

I actually gave you a hint in another one of my writings recently

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