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a nursery rhyme for violent times

    hack and kill a poem by punkie   Hack and Kill went up the hill To see whom they might slaughter. Just for kicks they fired their sticks Amidst a bunch of squatters.

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I Found the Future in a Brown Paper Bag

Of these four, which one doesn’t fit: rug, egg, drum, sex? I remember the question. I remember the answer. But I’ll be damned if I remember the rest of the quiz. (Memory is a strange thing. I don’t beat myself up over the loss of it.) No matter. The question surfaces as I contemplate the […]

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Men Speak a Language All Their Own

They say women and men speak different languages. That may be true. They say women talk more than men. That’s definitely not. Another thing for sure: men speak a language all their own. (Maybe women do too.) The fact that male mumbo jumbo starts at a very, very early age is clearly demonstrated by this 86-million-views-so-far […]

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