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2001-03-13 - 18:05:47 so far, my trist with social interaction is a failure. no one seems to want to talk to me. ah, such is fate. i decided to while away the lonely hours (mr. bubbsy went fly fishing; charon is still here, but he doesn't count) by writing some more poetry. here is my latest attempt: Tick Tock "Tick, tock, tick, tock," Chants the never ceasing clock. It won't stop, Lord knows I've tried... I've tried until I nearly cried! It's digital, so it's not supposed to do that. hmmm...yep, sounds like poetry to me!
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