Stuck Poems And Naptimes

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Today, between all the things - and that's a lot, all is - and a dog that isn't, two poems have bunged up somehow. Look, even fluff poetry gets stuck sometimes, and eventually one remembers that gas driers with clogs ignite.

*sets poems down, wanders off to deal with the currently only potential canine ideation*

One of all the things better be a nap, and it better bring me a cuppa when it shows up.

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