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Love talking history, Today I wanted to talk about algorithms, On Amipor & Company on PBS, Midnight last, I caught the last words, The conversation had been about the internet, The talk could define Goggle’s advertising, As soon as you like, Or search for something, Bingo, Bammo they got your number, Linkedin sends me notes,

Don’t cross the road

Was told yesterday cockroaches don’t, Cross the road, Old trailers not stripped, You have no proof bug sprayed by Agent of landlord, Chickens cross the road, Cats and dogs, My car with poet driving, And even poet crosses the line, Albeit=However, However Cockroaches do not amble across Any road.

Funny

Goggle imagines we will buy our photos, Their our photos these are Not theirs, On my smart phone are my cats, My mom and sister both dead. Those pictures are precious! Not goggle! Mine! Yours! Never theirs to market to us!

Tracking Ol’Saint Nick

I can’t rightly say on other nights where he be! No sirree! No siree! Can’t, however in December the twenty-forth about eight thirty, Yes Siree! Yes Siree! That’s right in nineteen hundted and sixty-six, Ellen and I wanted to see’Everything!’ Diana and John had come from Western Iowa by Spencer, It was a year brfore

P#!$@@&*

Love, Women, Lesbian Butch, Other females, Not a clue! See men not just you, Puzzlement, Clueless most time I am. Its who they are! Like Goggle suggesting friends people I have known sine Twenty twelve. They Goggle seem like Santa of old, They know when we are sleeping, They know when we been good or