The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Trauma Talker of the First Light on the Freeway

I know a lady named Elizabeth of the Northwestern Sea Shore and she really was a neat person.  She liked to shoot the moon with an anvil of hope and she danced once a day in the ocean near her home.  She was friendly and she once was a major litigant against the scientific community. But I am proud to say she has completely given up her litigation though she still is missing a few science books in her collection.  Thanks!

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