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Saturday, April 17

on comet on cupid on skunk

Under the shed a peculiar and particular scent wafts

Out and up with the blossoming winds in fits

Watch each nose in turn take a solid grasp

Synapse band gaps flash 

How does the involuntary face twitch

Invigorated at the skunks offense

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