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sunshine jen: Two Notes Found On Scraps Of Paper


1

I drank
The last beer
Stashed in the back
Of the crisper

And which
You were probably
Saving
For breakfast

Sorry dude
It was necessary
And I watered
The neighbor’s lawn


2


I fed the cat
She might cry
And meow
For mushy food

But she lies
She lies
She lies
She lies

She’s eaten
Her litter box
Is clean
She’s happy.





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