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Where is the merlot
it isn’t there
where it was
a minute ago
after the slight spill
into the rocks
at the base of the candles
the centerpiece
on the table
Where could it be indeed?
Hey, are the rocks shinier,
smiling impishly
I think they are

July 22, 2006 20:07

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