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Publishing House in Hell

I bound a book of poems once,
Submitted it to Hell.
Got a notice instantly,
"We just don't think it'd sell."

"There was a savior once," it read,
"He never wrote a word.
 But you keep writing, don't give up:
 See where that gets you."





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7/26/2010
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