the mental hit, just won't quit. from home to work, work rhymes with jerk. but i refuse to call anyone a jerk, especially where i live and work.
pop up fool, throw me a negative drool. zapping time can be any time, even in a poetic rhyme. i can get like the lion that roared, even on a poetic board.
right now i'm zigging and zagging, no freaking bragging. this is a word zap, the heck with the crap. but the crap won't say the same, so it's on with the game.
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Love you brother,
Sandy