Freddy’s Lament

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I took a swim in the sea.

my life started over.

 

my boner lasted longer.

my appetite swelled.

 

my hunting skills were sharper.

although I never hunt.

 

I wanted the hurricane-watch

software package advertised on tv.

 

I called the toll free number:

sold out.

 

my boner sagged.

hunger annoyed.

 

broke, I relished a dip,

but could not budge.

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