Housewarming Party: The Uninvited in
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The fruit basket arrived cousinless. Welcome.
The sidewalks were empty. A sad little thing:
pear, two oranges, apple, and banana on a bed,
shredded documents Naturally
this was the answer. A Cadillac manual,
the section on how to change a tire. Already
sent out the invitations. No note, but down
the street, that woman with her Caddy
thinks she can buy you like you’re
cherry red with trim.
By echoshindig
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