I'm trying to think of a single thing to write about today. Maybe I'll write a limerick. I see that one of the local papers had a limerick contest. Should have entered it! Let's see...
I sit at the 'puter to type,
And all I can think of is tripe,
'Tis unappetizing,
Dull, unappealing,
But at least the paper's not white!
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