Bite the hand that feeds me...

I don't believe I have the teeth to...

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Location: Ill, United States

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Not Only...

It's sad to say Doug came and went,
But no one saw him go.
So we traipsed and bent to circumvent
The pardons he would throw.
But once in a while he'd get us good;
Pick our insides out with spite.
That's not to say he had acted rude,
Just that he needed a bite.

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