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Thursday, May 14, 2026
Stable, As In Genius
To be able, perfectly
Logical in the belief
That every word slipping
Off your tongue means
Exactly what you meant
To say before being
Uttered, wouldn’t that be just so
Peachy utterly dumbfounding,
You nutty fruitcake?
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