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Edgardo Tugade

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Cell Phone Poem


I have no space,
have so much time,
out of the race
(meter and rhyme) .

Tried to keep pace,
bet my last dime,
right-about-face
(meter and rhyme) .

Submitted: Saturday, July 12, 2008
Edited: Thursday, October 06, 2011

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