Sunday, April 13, 2008

Like Carried Away After Hot Threshold

Dude, what is this cloud
Little budding service of grad info
We get in various pieces
Attempting to preside over glorious picnic
And find no time, only hastening to become
Targets of pride our growing family needs to research
Swollen and large, darkening with heaviness
Grating each small lunch to a different power
Slowing chomping, savoring compilations
Your size, cloud, comes from a spoken history

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