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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574694" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tampa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574694" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tampa from those whom sent him, <br>the back section of their house. <br>The letter which is written never. <br>Each judge of his who reads. <br>Read long in the concrete box. <br>To be long it has died in remainder, <br>but because of a certain in order to short-circuit, <br>excessively why he would know. <br>There was and his et. al <br>above everything to they was there lie. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574694" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574694" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And From Tampa<br>They Sent him away, <br>never but always back home.<br>Letters never written.<br>Each Judge clever breed.<br>Reading in a long concrete box.<br>Too long to be dead<br>To short too know why.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574694" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The kicker<br>and theirs<br>Was my lye.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Is+It+Poetry">Is It Poetry</a></strong></div>

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