In the Office of the Lost & Found
The dust lies thick upon the ground
Upon the windowsills and tables
And the cornices and gables
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lost & found
187 varieties of hair-spray
The end of the world is nigh; 2012 to be precise. Or so the myths and legends of several different cultures predict. And considering the state of the world today, and the state of our so-called culture, you'd have to admit it's looking pretty bleak.
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the pact
Once upon a Frosty Friday
In the merry month of May
Seven sisters swore a secret pact
That bound them to their dying day.
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