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Quip I. My friend wrote a poem About a game he called belonging In brief, where you sit around A pitcher drinking And have to tell how you feel About something everybody Can usually identify with. Well I know another game Where you say The wrong word At the wrong time I call this game alienating John Ejaife II This poem is appearing in the Book Spinning About Three Axes |
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