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When I was seven (oh dear Heaven!)
A dozen, or at least eleven
Variations I had heard
In usage of this useful word.
I made a pact with my best friend,
Through thick and thin, until the end,
Never to tattle when one said it.
Later, in Salinger’s book, I read it.

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When I was seven (oh dear Heaven!)
A dozen, or at least eleven
Variations I had heard
In usage of this useful word.
I made a pact with my best friend,
Through thick and thin, until the end,
Never to tattle when one said it.
Later, in Salinger’s book, I read it.

#poetry #smallpoems #poem #riddlepoems #language #literature #slang #expletive #colorfulmetaphors #profanity #poetrycommunity

When I was seven (oh dear Heaven!)
A dozen, or at least eleven
Variations I had heard
In usage of this useful word.
I made a pact with my best friend,
Through thick and thin, until the end,
Never to tattle when one said it.
Later, in Salinger’s book, I read it.

#poetry #smallpoems #poem #riddlepoems #language #literature #slang #expletive #colorfulmetaphors #profanity #poetrycommunity

When I was seven (oh dear Heaven!)
A dozen, or at least eleven
Variations I had heard
In usage of this useful word.
I made a pact with my best friend,
Through thick and thin, until the end,
Never to tattle when one said it.
Later, in Salinger’s book, I read it.

#poetry #smallpoems #poem #riddlepoems #language #literature #slang #expletive #colorfulmetaphors #profanity #poetrycommunity

When I was seven (oh dear Heaven!)
A dozen, or at least eleven
Variations I had heard
In usage of this useful word.
I made a pact with my best friend,
Through thick and thin, until the end,
Never to tattle when one said it.
Later, in Salinger’s book, I read it.

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#MastoPrompt "Eve"

She plucked the fruit, and nibbled a bit.
She offered me. I tasted it.
We each then took a bigger bite
But somehow felt it wasn’t right.
We ate it anyway… and now,
Repeating rows, I push the plow,
Forgetting fast my world before…
And whatever happened to the core?

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