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"description": "How fortunate. ",
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"textContent": "#### Grow-up\n\nTrue:\nA rolling stone gathers no moss.\nBut:\nA tumbling acorn never grew an oak.\n\n\n\n\n* * *\n\n#### Forewarning\n\nShe won’t leave.\nShe won’t ever leave.\nPeople leave everyday;\nLove, she won’t leave.\nEven in leaving,\nLove won’t leave.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Money\n\nIt ain’t worth much to anyone that matters.\nBut to anyone that matters, it’s worth so much.\n\n\n* * *\n\n#### Lament for Our First National Poet\n\nPoor Mr. Jefferson,\nYou'd think the Two Dollar Bill\nWould be worth more.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Commercialism\n\nStuff is not my thing.\n\n* * *\n\n#### A Bawdy Toast to Endurance\n\nWell...\n\nThere’s Two-Second Todd,\nWho had a great bod,\nBut it ended there don’t you see.\n\nFor when he took off his pants,\nAnd she started to dance;\nHe never could make it to three.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Mettle Work\n\nThere’s one.\nThere’s two.\nAnd there’s\nWhat Love\nWill do.\n\nThere’s me.\nThere’s you.\nAnd there’s\nWhat lovers\nWill do.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Other People's Problems\n\nHermit, hermit, hermit crab-\nIf I were a hermit,\nI wouldn’t be such a crab.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Wisdom\n\n__What’s your favorite color?__\n\n\nThe older I get\nThe harder that is to answer.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Off-Beat\n\nA. E. I. O. U.\nAnd sometimes rhythm.\n\n* * *\n\n#### A Row's Sound Point of Prose, for Bill\n\nA rose by any other name would smell as platypus.\n\n* * *\n\n#### Missing Some Letters\n\n“Is that how you spell racism?\nIt seems too small;\nLike it’s missing some letters.”\n\n* * *\n\n#### Contrast\n\nThe saddest people write the happiest songs.\nThe shortest poem lasts for days.\n\nThe less cloth, the more there is to see.\nWhen it’s breakfast in Miami, Sydney’s still at the Opera.\n\n* * *\n\n#### A Fine Mess\n\nIf cleanliness is next to Godliness,\nAtheism is adjacent to a hot mess.\n\n~ Wynn ~",
"title": "Fortunate Cookies",
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