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Such A Nice Day

Such A Nice Day

"Oh no" I said,
With bloodied fingers!
I looked around,
For bees or stingers.

 "It's on your face",
My Mom said, crying.
 "Oh great" I thought,
 "I must be dying!"

Such a nice day,
For me to pass.
Picnic in the park;
Blanket on the grass.

Sandwiches. Juice.
Some fruit. Some cheese.
It was sunny and warm,
With a hint of a breeze.

As I came to grips,
With the end of my being.
Laughter, not tears,
I saw my mother freeing. 

I looked at her stunned,
And groaning with pain.
Then realized the "blood" ...
Was a strawberry stain.

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If Anyone Can Save This Country ... It's Gonna Be ... Him.

If Anyone Can Save This Country ... It's Gonna Be ... Him.

The Wrong Side

The Wrong Side

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