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A slam
Whatever is right
Say to you I might
This is so fun alright
To watch how long spite
All efforts made despite
Ways to the very light
That puts words down tight
Like myself without fight
Where ease of play is quite
Amusing to my delight
To show such airy plight
Sticking true to my write
As if I was up all night
Even if I was so slight
I just think clean insight
So when I get to rewrite
Into typeset and copyright
I'll be happy and not uptight
© Tina Hisola July 26, 2006
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