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Overheard

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'I gave her my old phone, she was stone delighted, '
the Navan man said:
while his Cork culchie brethren
blew hot and cold into the headpiece
all bluetooth and shiny smile
schmoozing on the street.
'He said he didn't but what do you think? '
a brunette pushes past me angrily
'That little huir, I hope she's happy now-'
she moves too far away
I am tempted to follow, I want to know
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Phillip Sawatzky 31 March 2006
Ah Geraldine, there is a lilt and prance within you words, and I love the feel of them upon my tongue. But what do I know, a soddy Kansas boy, no less. Phillip
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