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Wicked Words
2000-11-08

I lay up in bed,
wondering why I'm tortured so,
it is late, very, very late.
Tired I am not,
why do the words come out,
wicked souls,
I hope they get what they ask for,
wicked, wicked, torturous, mean souls.

James O. Stewart