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 The Empty Chair The empty chair that sit in the corner The chair that use to bring laughter is now empty. The empty chair that sits in... [read more] |
 A man named Mort inherited a fortune From this fortune Mort dedicated a portion To do what he felt was right To continue t... [read more] |
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There was a young woman named Valerie Who was a curator for an art gallery She said 'I like my job a lot But stay here I cannot... [read more] |
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As we re-shelved some old photo albums the other day we were amazed there sitting on the floor how our children and grandchildr... [read more] |
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T H E M I D E A S T H E M I D E A S T... [read more] |
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When oft pensive poets sit Perceiving poesy for what it is Wrestling with the muse to wit; He gives her more than what is his. Fr... [read more] |
 It's got to stop! Can't go on like this forever Everyone all over the city living in fear they will be next Insanity runs wild like a... [read more] |