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Friday, March 25, 2011
Weak Wealth
Was the willow wide awake
Where the wicked washed away,
Wheezing wheelbarrels of warm
Wondering withered without.
Who wires whopping water
When willpower wishes wide,
While whirls went whizzing way on
We wed weak and wealth and won.
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