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Goodwill Sweater I saw you crumpled on the floor With wooden buttons and collar. The deal, it seemed, too good for truth The price tag said "One Dollar." I treasured and cherished you night and day, I loved your woolly smell. I did not wear you in the summer When it was hot as hell. But when I moved and packed you away, What happened made me ill. For I took the wrong bag Back to the frickin' Goodwill. |
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Alice Teeple lives in an attic, because her health insurance does not cover flash flooding. She has, more recently, earned the reputation of being an insomniac, a caffeine addict, and an eccentric. Insomnia, caffeine addiction, and eccentricity are not covered on Alice's health insurance, either. In fact, Alice doesn't even have health insurance. Visit her e-zine, Exquisite Dead Guy. |
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