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Haiku #35953
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Jed was a poor man.
He smoked the canned
tobacco.
He rolled leaves of maple
and ate succulents and
root-barbs.
His visage was clean
and he never shook.
Life's mysteries are often
looks and never what
is buried from time to
time.
Haiku #
35953
Posted:
May 16, 2006 10:14 am ET
Poet & location:
Anonymous Poet
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