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November 15, 2017

No Longer Either Short Or Stout

By emtwytte

No longer either short or stout –
The handle flails wildly.
The spout drowns you out.
No singing or bobbing
But cursing and tears,
Sarcasm and huffing –
Oh, teenage years.

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