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Spray and Chase: A Detective Narrative, Apologies to Richard Brautigan
See C Card, the seasoned hack,
Chasing insects around with a little sack.
What drove the down-at-heel gumshoe
to such an endeavour, you may ask,
Well, what other reason is there than
because it is C Card, of course.
It would all unfold like a badly ironed shirt.
On a dusty, dusky night late in September, 1953,
C Card had been reduced
to guarding empty cups in dinner...
Saturday 7th October 2017 3:58 pm
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