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    The 3 O’Clock

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    Now, here comes the 3 O’Clock. Why are you still, awake? She loves me not. --June 9, 2017

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    Text for the Plaque at the Corner of Landon and Naldo

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    for Matthew Hall Part 1 Years later he was painting street scenes of Jamestown in encaustic and the same girl over and over again trying to get her right.

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    Sunlight on the Dryer

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    This window gets all the sun. You know how some windows can do that? Even the air that pours in is bright. Half-blocked by a ladder

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    Sunday Morning with Early

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    We’re on the porch and she’s all agitated my best dog, Early. There’s another dog barking in the distance at 8 AM on Easter Sunday.

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    Such Disappointing Hats

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    I’m wearing a lot of hats these days. I’ve got on a beanie inside a pork pie

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    So, You Catch a Train

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    for Shannon When you’re 12 your truancy is just not something you can face up to. After a couple of weeks the officers catch on, they’re off

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    So We Give Up Our Alamo

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    So, we give up our Alamo my little Davy Crocketts. This isn’t the way it’s supposed to end I know

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    So Simple

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    It’s all so simple squirrels love their trees, ducks love their ponds, my little dog, Mathilda,

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    Sleepover

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    for Wayne How ya feelin’ this fine morning!? I don’t know, cuz you tell me< /p>

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    She’s So Sweet

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    She’s so sweet and, hopefully, so evil. The sweet, sweet evil of a Mayberry criminal. --April 4, 2017

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    She Hates Change

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    She hates change. I refuse to change. We should be perfect for each other. --November 4, 2015

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    She Has Her Ways

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    for Cynthia Blackman Baldwin The first thing she didn’t do this morning was watch the weather or the local news.

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    seven springs

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    seven springs magnolia and pecan blossoming along --May 2, 2017

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    Rat-a-Tat-Tat

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    You know, Al Capone, he created a lot of jobs. Of course, he also created a lot of vacancies.

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    Rainbow Roll

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    Our lives are short and our worlds are small. Even when they overlap we don’t agree on what we saw. And that, my love is the reason why we still go out to…

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    Quixote and the Lightning

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    Parasol, parasol Umbrella, umbrella Parapluie, parapluie Smart folks stay indoors or head for high ground.

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    Progress

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    Take down the goddamn Mona Lisa and create some wall space. It’s taken 500 years but, something more beautiful and intriguing has finally come along. --April 30, 2017

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    Poor Little Orphinks

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    This was Popeye at absolute low-tide. Swee’ Pea kidnapped, only himself to blame,

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    Pompeii

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    The things that shake the whole world are merciful and rare. Mt. St. Helen’s Krakatoa Pompeii

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    Poetry Growing Up

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    for Nancy Levine and Bill Slaughter When you were young didn’t you ever want to be William Carlos Williams without going through med school?

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