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Friday, February 12, 2021
Wayward Words
Well, you
do
have
Such a wondrous way
With them—you know, it’s as if
All you have to do is leave them
Alone and before you know it,
They all come frolicking home
With nary a peep, wagging
Some far-fetched scruffy
Sheepdog’s tale behind them.
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