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dodged ( a semi-autobiographical piece offering )

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we've dodged bullets from farmer's guns

geddoff moy lanndd ( quick - leg it - run )


we've dodged the rain that soaks the ground

& dodgy men that own fairgrounds


we've dodged loose slates that weigh a ton

- those webs those giant spiders spun -


we've dodged the wrath of scared cows

but we've been jammy

up 'til now

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