Crabapples Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

Crabapples

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row, row, row, your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily
life is but a dream

this wing is done
lets lit another one
for the fun i wanna stuff it
huff hit
duff it
can you luck it up?
thats about the buck?

Friday, January 18, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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