Known Bug

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Where did I put my
Where did I shelve my
Ditto the deftness and
along with knack and
know how.

But what I’ve really lost
is an interest…
in just about anything.

You know what?
I’m becoming an
undocumented feature.


I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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