October 7, 2022 · 9:46 pm
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Never Ask Family For Poetic Inspiration After 9:00 P.M.

There once was box knife named “Cat Scratch”

And Brian May’s guitar named “Big Red”

And my mom said “Write about rhubarb”

And now I’m going to bed.

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