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[aid] => mick
[title] => Missing you
[time] => 2009-07-23 06:44:06
[hometext] => they don't make things like they used to
[bodytext] => They just don't make proper cheese anymore When you're cooking and drop it, it lays on the floor. And the squirrels! It's crazy! They're so fat and lazy. And beds, I am told weren't always empty and cold. But there's progress, I'll not deny it Lawn sprinklers now are quiet. http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n95/esmith2267/?action=view¤t=100_1475. flv [comments] => 0 [counter] => 252 [topic] => 39 [informant] => smith2267 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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