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The Jughead

 

Aft long days sans pure

And simple drinking water

 

Under blazing sun

And in salt-thick sea

 

Asporting with his friend,

The furry otter,

 

The kelphead

 

Sometimes at nights

Dreamt in bubble hues

 

That whenever he was

Not a lunkhead,

 

He was just a jughead.

 

(kelphead = a beginning surfer)

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Conect11

18 years 9 months ago

is that

the same thing as my son being a cub scout?