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... a Bill-Gates one-size fits-all prison garb
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that 97 of 100 wear.
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(Monopoly, found guilty, so this barb
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stuck in these lines, for sure, is surely fair.)
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As one loud guy once said, Gates has "no taste."
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Though he is always hungry for more bites
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of everything... Why, it would be a waste
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of Microsoft cells ... if he lacked THE RIGHTS ...
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... to anything that might get in the way
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of TAXING everyone who will CONNECT
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forever.... Guaranteeing we will pay
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"a fig" / a cut / percentage -- he'll dissect ...
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... all global wealth into what parts are his.
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(Much surer profits than on-line Show-biz.)
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SHE TURNS THE TV ON TO S.N.L.
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Osama's linked to Batman (they have caves).
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We now can joke about bin Laden's hell
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in hiding -- THOUGH WE'RE ALL ROCKED by the waves ...
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... he set in motion and may never stop
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until all FREEDOM's damped to guarantee
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our safety -- lose all rights, except to shop.
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We pledge allegiance to brand liberty.
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SAGESSE strides into battle in bare skin
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as COUNTERFORCE to power-to-relieve
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us of IMAGINATION ... with the din
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of Dubya-Bushy language to deceive ...
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... us, Ashcroft-wise, and backwards into WAR.
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I HEAR THEM WISHING ... "Please write more 'hard core' ...
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... so we can brand you as a DEVIANT.
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And block you from computers in our schools
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where we teach children never to affront
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what everybody understands but fools. ...
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We catalogued that SEX TALK... You are sick --
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a sick, sick person -- Maybe we should bring
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you in for observation... You're too slick...
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Your writing 'sonnets' only PROVES one thing:
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You are NOT NORMAL... Grandiosity
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is ONLY for the priv'leged who define
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the pigeon holes... You curse 'authority'
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because it does not fit in your design...
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... SHUT UP and WATCH the TV.... Play along!
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If you behave, you'll fin'lly learn our song. ...
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God has ordained that Ivy graduates
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will choose the stories we will tell ourselves.
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(Unless they're all in jail for fraud.) NO BUTS ...
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... ALLOWED from 'trailer trash' or other elves ...
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... we do not see ... EXCEPT the WORK they do:
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Good fairies who HOLD JOBS and HOLD THEIR TONGUES.
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(Except for those extr'ordinary few
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who climb the ladder ... though we've hid the rungs.)
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WHERE IS SAGESSE in this? In all this noise?
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SHE'S WRITING down her thoughts AT 3 A.M.
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on paper -- though her sponsor's high-tech toys
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(in tool-shaped form) await her use of them ...
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... to TRANSMIT ev'ry word when she gets 'round
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to coding them ... in color (someday, sound).
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"ALL THAT'S" the world that holds Sagesse's brain.
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Through HER EYES ... as SHE sees it ... clear or not.
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Perhaps she's CRAZY. Maybe you're INSANE ...
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... TO READ archaic verse form gone to rot ...
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... except for worship of one fifty four
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that Shakespeare wrote ... which HE wrote to seduce
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his PATRON to cough up a little more
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of what ALL ARTISTS NEED when "on the loose" ...
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... from cries of "get a job, you lazy bum!"
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THE BARD IS UP IN HEAVEN smiling now,
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but worries that I might have stuck my thumb
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out for a ride ... with "Fuck You" on my brow.
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SAGESSE's numbered cheeks are less "obtuse" --
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and framed by naked breasts ... can be "of use."
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SAGESSE'S BLOG holds NONE OF THAT, of course.
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It's WHAT THE WRITER THINKS as he designs
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her rhetoric. ... This is Godiva's source
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of "moral" energy -- not angry whines ...
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... of impotence -- but what ejaculates
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from years of friction'd "loving" of the world --
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enough to pay the price of facing hates
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of ev'ry kind ... when diff'rence you've unfurled ...
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... as your flag ... claiming that it represents
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more common ground than "everybody thinks."
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The world is not a Big Top -- Many tents.
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Not one perfume, but many "pleasant" stinks.
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(And when I overstate, just blame the rhyme --
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We miscommunicate most all the time.)
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OK, WE "GET" THE WRITER (way too much).
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WHAT DOES SAGESSE, HERSELF, WRITE in HER verse?
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She is no Rabbit-Writer in a hutch
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escaping danger. No she lives converse ...
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She's famous 'cause she walked into the street
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stark naked, ev'ry morning, not just once.
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A REPETITION of a simple feat
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combined with boldness over many months.
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SHE CHOSE, HERSELF, TO DO THIS -- was not hired.
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WHAT FOOL would PAY HER to pull such a stunt?
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WHAT CORPORATION would have ever mired
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itself in "naked" law and faced the brunt ...
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... of social disapproval -- WHICH SHE DID.
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But on that CRAZY hand ... she placed HER BID.
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SOME "HARE APPRECIATION" folks just called {smile}
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COMPLAINING we've DEFAMED "all rabbit-kind"
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as cowards.... They're sufficiently appalled
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to BOYCOTT all our SPONSORS... LET's REWIND: {grin}
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"She is no writer hiding in a hole."
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(Uh oh, that sounds like rabbits. Try again.)
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"She is not blind and hiding like a mole."
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(Mole people will complain, but Rabbits win.) {smile}
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THE AUDIENCE IS BOOING: "WHERE'S SAGESSE!?!
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WE WANT TO KNOW the words SHE WROTE tonight.
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Sagesse, not unpants'd WRITER's silliness."
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THE WRITER SAYS: "I'm dressed! I've seen the light! ... {smile}
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... You want Sagesse, herself? Then I'll just shush."
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(I wish you craved the same from Dubya Bush.) {ewg}
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LE BLOG SAGESSE: 9 - 22 - '02
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Mon frère Jerome just called from Tokyo
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and said to say hello to all of you
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and beg me one more time to let him know ...
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... the digit on my cheek -- or just the sign.
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Of course, I told him, sorry, I can't tell.
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I do not know myself -- it is not mine.
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It comes from outer space ... or might as well.
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Jerome says that's pure bullshit, but in French.
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He says that all the time.... A journalist
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is skeptical by nature... Monkey-wrench
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to faith of any kind... Oh God, he's pissed! ...
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... Not God. I mean, my brother. He's so mad
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his sister will not tell him -- says I'm bad ...
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... Not "bad" exactly ... He said something vile.
{PGZ/07_077_11.02}
A tacky word I wish he'd never said.
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A word aimed at his sister to defile
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her character... And NOW I'm go'ng to spread ...
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... it on the Internet? How dumb am I?
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Quite so... He called me, "slut." What do you think?
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That's pretty bad. And do not ask me why
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he calls me that... You ask, and I'll just wink. {ewg}
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IF YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE ... you know THE DEAL. {smile}
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These words are free... SUBSCRIBE, you get THE DIRT.
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The down and dirty -- onion layers peel.
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The DEEPER you SUBSCRIBE ... the more I flirt ...
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... with dang'rous REVELATIONS that might flame
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your "tenders." DARLING, I am not to blame ...
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... if "you can't handle it." ... You know Tom Cruise:
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"A Few Good Men"-- you know the tone he used
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when shouting at Jack Nicholson's lit fuse.
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And Jack exploded to be so abused. ...
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I hope you're quite confused ... by all of that.
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You're better off to know you have no clue
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than always knowing you have smelled a rat,
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and "crystal" "clear" you know that rat is blue.
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THE FACTS may point to blue. Coincidence?
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Or like the prosecution says: THE TRUTH.
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Guys, screw the prosecution's mad PRETENSE.
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As we are screwed each time the VOTING BOOTH ...
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... is opened like a trap for wayward SHEEP.
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ENOUGH of this... I really need my sleep. ///
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WAS THAT SAGESSE'S VOICE? Is that her style?
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OR SOMEONE THAT SHE HIRED to fill a void:
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A public need that makes them turn the dial
{PGZ/07_079_13.04}
in search of some distraction. HAVE I TOYED ...
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... ONE TIME TOO MANY ... with your patience, friends? {smile}
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If that was not Sagesse, WILL YOU JUMP SHIP?
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Desert this weekly voyage with strange bends.
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Not understanding how it might equip ...
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... your own chart room to navigate the strange
{PGZ/07_079_13.10}
preposterously silly games of life.
{PGZ/07_079_13.11}
The first shot from the cannon gives the range ...
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... but not for moving targets ... nor a wife ...
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... Not shooting one, but finding how to mesh ... {g}
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with shifting souls within a frame of flesh.
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SAGESSE'S BLOG, TAKE 2 (Let's get it right!
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So few lines left, and no rewriting time.
{PGZ/07_080_14.03}
The space remaining's surely getting tight.
{PGZ/07_080_14.04}
THE WRITER still has faith that one more rhyme ...
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... will yield a flash of insight ... that reveals
{PGZ/07_080_14.06}
a glorious REFLECTION of the whole ...
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Make worthy each time fragment ... each line steals
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from your sweet, precious life -- enrich your soul ...)
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DEAR FANS ... I walked nude one more time, today.
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The same street... diff'rent number on my cheek.
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That number's all I really have to say.
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I know, my blog report's the same each week...
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But someday that might change. So please come back
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and read my blog ... Then mount your own attack.
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