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I'm going to be an even bigger pompous ass than normal and use this neglected space to create a shrine to me and my own brand of slung crap. Don't worry, I'll be gentle.

Monday, March 14, 2005

DRIVING TO WORK ON A MONDAY MORNING

With socks not matching, shorts and hat
I drove slowly by the "hey baby" catcalls
of thirteen year old girls smoking cigarettes
on the far end of the football field
during their catholic school recess,
wondering if it was me, or the car.
Posted by Whit at 8:20 AM

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