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Dec 27, 2025
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I yam what I yam

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I yam what I yam

These drawers cough alike
but not once in synch
a shindy for one prime
my scenic route practice

my addresses too high
have me hop, crane to see
not unlike needing flashlight
or putting wrappers in bins

like alphabets capitalized
uncapitalized for meaning
I’m where others sigh
but my rote is in sheen.