Woke up.
Broke fast with peanut buttered toast.
Practiced double bass.
Was abused by anti-semite.
Hang on, abused by an anti-semite?
That’s what I thought.
Lettres
Wherein the Author reflects upon certain topical & personal issues of the Day.
Dear Diary
Penned upon the 6th of December, 2005
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