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I once wrote poetry
While in the nude,
When I was in
a nudey mood.

Then my Wife the traitor
Let all our neighbors in,
When I was clad
With only a grin.

The remarks they made
Won't happen again,
Like, "How can you write
With such a short pen."

I now do my writing
In a suit and tie,
In case our neighbors
Happen on by.
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10/18/2001

Posted on 10/18/2001
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