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The -*‘ed*- Poem

I feel so much better, crawled out of my bed
Out from under the covers that buried my head
Shook off the flu, and the feelings of dread
Hunger had found me, went and got myself fed
Then to the computer my feet they fled
To write all a poem, ‘cause I am not dead

(As you can see I’m still not 100% better!)
(And I make no promises of getting there either!)

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