Morgan Michaels Poems

Divvying the bog
with its phlegmy flail
the wobbly pollywog
digesting its tail,
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Outside in the dark, it snows
snow mixed with freezing rain.
The cars on the avenue queue and go slow
It's more cheerful, in here.
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Double-Dip, Double-Dip
Ring when you get home.
Double-Dip, Double Dip
Leave me alone.
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1) campaign funding
2) lobbies
3) television
4) CNN
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'God', snorted Langley, his eyes starting.
'Que', shouted Miggi, over the roar of the motor, hair flattened by the wind. English made him nervous. But he followed Langley's finger.

'Mira', cried Langley, pointing to sea.
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Soon a bell chimed and the seat belt light flashed on. The pilot's genial voice boomed over the loudspeaker.

'Ladies and gentlemen', we are about to begin our descent to Jose Marti International Airport. Please take your seats, insure that your seat-backs are in their upright position and that all carry-on luggage is securely stowed away. We should have you on the ground in twenty minutes'.
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