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Poem By delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

brought a whippet,
the other, jingles...

gradually, the bleachers filled
with belles and whistlers...
...pomegranate hawkers called their wheres...

if you'd been listening to the silence between the linnaeans
you could've heard a pinniped drop...

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