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IMPROPER

Here in my room
My Computer room
I live in mostly
I took the curtains down
One blind
Got new ones months ago
Need to put them up
Looks like poorville
With an old sheet up
In the window
Half-assed
Oh well
Maybe later
Maid and waiter
Off their rocker
Don't have to be proper
All the time
It's life
Sometimes you are a head
Sometimes you are a hind
Leg of some deer running free
That's me.


6/18/2012 1810 cj


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