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A sad poem about taking Brad to the airport.

July 5, 2020


Here’s a poem, badly spaced. (Stupid format, can’t be replaced.) Drove to airport, said goodbye. Back in car, had tiny cry. Brad is gone, summer’s over. Then I hit a raccoon, previously run over. Thought I’d clear it, but car too low. Scraped the critter, and then…… oh…. Bad, bad smell. So bad. So bad. […]

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