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I’m Rubber, You’re Glue

  .. Oh, love is a ball. Spherical. A globe you can hold in your hand, safe; and that fine  t         h       w      a       c       … Continue reading

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Ursula Finds Her Song

… So, I’m the bad guy. (Or so they say.) But let’s be fair: she gave it away. She wanted legs. (Poor unfortunate soul.) It wasn’t enough to have this whole wide ocean wave her way. So save your boos … Continue reading

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