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blow dried air~~

~~homeless turned rabid zombie apocalypse warriors..
carelessly, yet on purpose from some higher being
from Zeti Reticuli, came traipsing across my living room floor..
all needed a shave four days ago..nothing seemed able to stop them..
so to nothing I gave my thanks away..they headed straight for the kitchen cabinet..
in search of the "everclear"..mixed oh so gently with some stale/flattened Mountain Dew dear..
they came in fresh off the streets, carrying a cardboard sign that said, "I'm a Viet Nam
Veterinarian vegetarian..and an amputee without my jungle boot.."  I wouldn't even look,
at him..ambushing me in rush hour traffic..government by the squealers and for the weasels..
hey, look at me..I got my meds for free..and so static I've become..what little have I done..
to make you all question, the very purpose for even wasting away the Holidays..
~~the end?

by Rick Weber
December 16, 2015
copy right reserved 2015 (c)
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