Actually, in the sonnet below, I meant to write "Thier not watching me." I know perfectly well that They're watching me. I just didn't think it was because of this. I apologize for any inconvenience caused by this error.
Indeed, the ham-fistedness of this little incident seems designed to remind one that his mail is being read by someone else. But it may well be an esp. zealous postal worker at the KC PO.
Abe Lincoln #2 is swell, btw. More varied than the first, if anything. But that'll teach 'em to name it after that negro-lovin, corporation-insultin doofus of a sixteenth president.
from Startles
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*Startles*
The land of magical thinking forsakes thought for desire, a flatter sense.
Days I want to think I drive the car; only at construction sites c...
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