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			<title>Still Lawnchairs No. 1</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/2852761/</link>
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			<title>Adeline</title>
			<description>read whilst drinking moonshine</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1426208/</link>
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			<title>Is Busey Pissed (Not Drunk)?</title>
			<description>What does Gary Busey say?About the game Robin Williams played?Is he jealous?Or gelatinous?Is he angry?Or does he just not care?We will have to wait in see</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1410029/</link>
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			<title>Jump Madagascar</title>
			<description>I'm going to jump MadagascarAgainYou b******s didn't pay attentionLast timeBecause I only jumped the widthOf that islandI saw a lot of lemurs thereReal quick because I wasFlying over in my jumpThe jump you damn well missed!Now I'm going to jump the lengthOf MadagascarOpen your damn eyesPay attention..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1343022/</link>
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			<title>Mash (Not the TV Show)</title>
			<description>This is the second timeMashed potatoes from a boxFlakesNothing but flakesDammit!But I read the instructions wrongLast timeNow I try it againAre YOU listing???Add butter firstPepper lastPut origami birdsMade of paperOn topThen shut up!!!Are YOU listening to me???</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1342292/</link>
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			<title>He Loves His Remote</title>
			<description>*Prologue*He enjoys his remoteHe's gotta have it closeThey made a commercial for himJust to say thisHe said he likes to touch thingsIn the commercialHe's Gary Busey*open stage curtains*Gary Busey: &quot;hello lamp...hello pants...&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1342276/</link>
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			<title>Damn Bug</title>
			<description>Got bitten todayBy a ladybugThe little b*****d!!!HAI!!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1335109/</link>
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			<title>Mike Emil Presents an Episode of &amp;lsquo;Idiots in Broad Daylight&amp;rsquo;</title>
			<description>By Mike EmilCars that drive themselves todayBecause people are getting too stupid to driveFor themselvesFor anyoneCan&amp;rsquo;t find the brakes, housewife?Can&amp;rsquo;t put down the cellphoneOh, yea of shirt and tie?I am a romantic scientistSpeaking of pre-cambrian agesWhen creatur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1286470/</link>
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			<title>Ready Now</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Damnable thingThe sink is cleanMaybeThe outside faucet is drainedThe other one is brokenTo hell with itDon&amp;rsquo;t matterThe mower is brokeAnd the gas ain&amp;rsquo;t drainedD****t!!!Least I got the storm windows inSome of themWhere&amp;rsquo;s the deadboltsWh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1274229/</link>
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			<title>Yams</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;YamsI hate yamsSweet potatoesWhats wrong with YOUThrow them outWaste of good spudsWhat&amp;rsquo;s wrong with YOU all???Hate the yamsDespise the yamsNever cook the yamsEven with brandy!!!YellowishOrange-ish atrocities!!!Hate the yamsFor the good of all!!..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1273842/</link>
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			<title>Bones</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Cadavers of poultrySinkers that couldn&amp;rsquo;t swimFat bulbous birdsThat did not at all win&amp;nbsp;Sunken in gravyLots of giblet shipsGlory and massacreThat&amp;rsquo;s what this holiday&amp;rsquo;s for&amp;nbsp;Let&amp;rsquo;s go kill some inginsAnd turkeys some moreARRG..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1273733/</link>
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			<title>El Perro</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Damn dog!Keeps yappingAnd yellingTrying to out gun me?I&amp;rsquo;ll shoot you downShut up!!!Damn dogStop barkingListen! D****t!Stop yipping!!!Why do I even have a dog?Why not a cat?Damn catboxes that&amp;rsquo;s why!!!&amp;#12288;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1273342/</link>
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			<title>Binary #1</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;01++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&amp;nbsp;ARRGH!!!&amp;nbsp;011010101010010101 and then some!!!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1272219/</link>
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			<title>My Bouquet</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;My turnips still growWait!I didn&amp;rsquo;t plant any&amp;nbsp;My radishes, they growDespite themselvesIn plant pots&amp;nbsp;And my Christmas cactusesTheyThey are transplanted&amp;nbsp;Lithe bits of themSnipsThen there was something else&amp;nbsp;Lilith didn&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1272192/</link>
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			<title>Paper</title>
			<description>Paper&amp;nbsp;By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;The poetic kiss of paperARRGH!Gary Busey is NOT mundaneMy words on hereAre stellarHe is NOT to blame</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1270851/</link>
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			<title>Strips Of</title>
			<description>Stripes and Private Benjamin need to be viewed together!&amp;nbsp;This is an order!&amp;nbsp;And one I believe gary busey would appreciate!!!&amp;nbsp;HAI!!!&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1262541/</link>
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			<title>Done and Doner</title>
			<description>NO!!!nothing is finisheduntil it's doneand then there's still moreto comealways always!!!ARRGH!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1256271/</link>
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			<title>Stupid From Brooklyn</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;They don&amp;rsquo;t wanna fill it inThat&amp;rsquo;s the problem -They don&amp;rsquo;t wanna fill it inAm I right?&amp;nbsp;- They don&amp;rsquo;t wanna fill itAm I right?&amp;nbsp;- They don&amp;rsquo;t wanna fill itAm I right?&amp;nbsp;- They don&amp;rsquo;t wanna fill it- Yes, of course you&amp;rsquo;re..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1194964/</link>
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			<title>Feline Wet</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Damn cat!Was incontinent on my frickin headWoke me upPissed me off!Ruined my pillow casesHAI!&amp;nbsp;Damn cat!Getting oldJust like meDid I just piss myself???No, not yetHAI!&amp;nbsp;Damn cat!Had a cat dreamDamn cat seizuresMust be getting chased by ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1189755/</link>
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			<title>No!!! Part I</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Mike Emil ain't finishedno where near completeand i pour a drinkand i borrow a line: No!!!it's not so borrowed cuz it's mine now anywayi am radioactivetodayandeverydaybecause i like to burn hotcuz i ain't finishedwith my reactor rods&amp;nbsp;and I say NO! cuz I&amp;rsquo;m not done&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1173180/</link>
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			<title>Crumble</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;CrumbleCrumble before me you vagrant vagabondsYou deceivers of the wealth of good tasteI smite you with every word I typeYou Decembers of all lifeI smite you with every glance your way I sightI smite you on hilltops and down belowI smite thee, all mankind and its ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1134778/</link>
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			<title>Stop!</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Stop!Stop calling meStop botheringYou already stopped listening to meSo stop!Go the hell awayYou jackals! Go get thee hence, you b******s!Don&amp;rsquo;t leave me messagesNo notes under my doorI don&amp;rsquo;t wanna hear any of it, no more!Read the signWhat does it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1134763/</link>
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			<title>Old Nurses</title>
			<description>Arrgh!They're old!They try and look youngBut they're wearing flowery scrubsThey act like pall bearersThey don't careThey don't even serve dribbles of decent drinksWhat good are they?What the hell's in may IV now?Malted prune juice?Left over coca mix?I'll probably die hereThen my lawyer will get all ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1133743/</link>
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			<title>Breakfast</title>
			<description>Porridge and whiskeyWhiskey and porridgeThat's how I'll start my dayWith a howl and smirk and a belchBurp!Porridge with whiskey</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1126848/</link>
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			<title>Gong Baton</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;I gong my batonI gong my batonI gong with my batonAnd she loves it&amp;nbsp;I gong my batonI gong my batonI gong my batonAnd she knows it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1123458/</link>
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			<title>Tokugawa</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;TokugawaBlood, blood, bloodShinobiAttack NOW!HAI!&amp;nbsp;Arrghhhh!Blood, blood, bloodSwing that swordSpill that bloodFill that ancestral needVengeanceHonorSakiRice winePlum wineGimme moreHAI!&amp;nbsp;Make me sushiOr I wield a deathblowHow ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1119548/</link>
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			<title>Pricks</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;PricksEven in this cold weatherThey taunt meThey are all aroundSticking outTo rip at me, to tear at me, slander to the touch, to piss me offDraw my bloodLike crystalline dribbles in the coldDown my sleeveThey wrestle with meThey are green weaselsHaving no ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1119033/</link>
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			<title>Larry the Labrador</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Larry the LabradorWas a stupid dog by any meansAnd by that I mean real stupidAll dogs are stupidHence the name dogI know &amp;lsquo;dog&amp;rsquo; has other lowly connectionsObedientAnimalBaseBut Larry was just stupidEven for a dog&amp;nbsp;He was a black Labrador..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1118308/</link>
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			<title>Happy Frickin&amp;rsquo; Valentine&amp;rsquo;s Day!</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Ahh women!Every year it&amp;rsquo;s the same thingBuy &amp;lsquo;em candy and a card, a cardiganThe hearts are lit up everywhereAnd for what? Huh?&amp;nbsp;Lemme tell you something:Hearts ain&amp;rsquo;t shaped like that anywaysLooks like a lump of muscleCuz it IS a muscleN..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1118279/</link>
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			<title>Lesbos</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;Even lesbos need d****sIt&amp;rsquo;s only so very trueBeen found all through timeBuried with them high priestesses all around&amp;nbsp;Up and down they glided through the yearsPrincesses, peasants and w****sThat adds more likens and kinds of threeBuried in them high pr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1118216/</link>
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			<title>A Pizza the Size of the Sun</title>
			<description>By Mike Emil&amp;nbsp;I imagined a pizza the size of New York, a&amp;nbsp;hotelNow I wanted one bigger, pig-er, betterI imagined cheese in dumpster-sized containersI see steamrollers pounding it down on crust the size of MondasIt ain&amp;rsquo;t big enuff!Gotta be big, a bigger pie!I&amp;rsquo;m hun..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MikeEmil/1118141/</link>
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