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Nick's Journal
2002-07-23 21:29:24 (UTC)

Summer Job Poem

Summer Job Poem (Ode to Salamanders)

So cute, so small
I'd hug them all
If there was no
dead shrew juices
in their holes

I made that poem in the spur of the moment. Can't you
tell? :) Let me tell you... depending on the day working
outdoors is either heaven (beautiful scenic sunset) or hell
(wasp stings). But I wouldn't have it any other way. One
more week! Mr. Mountain Dusky... I will miss ya.

-Juliann




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