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Monday, March 22, 2010

Bug Splat

Bug Splat

Bugs splat the windshield
At sixty-five miles per hour.
Mashed and mangled moths,
Bombed butterflies,
Kamikaze katydids.
Yellow, green, and red guts,
Smeared across the glass,
In gory, glorious color.

L

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