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The Metaphor That Keeps On Giving...


I live in Egypt.
The Land of Unending Denial.
It is
one very long tight
fit.


legal copyright for this short poem
and also  for this writer/author Melissa A Howells
and also for this legally copyrighted site title
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
12:16pm PST March 26 2018/time date stamped/copyrighted





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