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Saturday, April 2, 2011

Dear Mr. Woodpecker

Prompt: postcard poem

Dear Mr. Woodpecker,
It's 6 am.
My house is metal.
You are a moron.
Feel free to get eaten by my cats.
Love, Nikki


Prompt: postcard

Nestled in bed,
side by side,
family of dolls,
waiting to be restacked.