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Monday, August 31, 2009

Monday Morning in Ogunquit

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A Poem

Sparkle-sea, sparkle, do
Stratus-cloud, straddling sky
Nearer on the porch, a curly-white dog
Lying in the sun
Soaks up rays, so he can solar-power his
Trot around the house.
In-between the dog and the sea,
A garbage-truck rumbles by.

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