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The Rantings of a Young Bee
Pretty much exactly what it sounds like.
Labels
hunger
lunch
napowrimo
Poem
April 13, 2015
Day 11: One fourty-five PM
One fourty-five PM
When thoughts
of cheddar
biscuits
roam
and you
detect the
scent of Gouda
on rye -
perhaps you've
just
missed
lunch.
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