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Perhaps the odderman
floats on his back
a world above and below
in the middle he rows
taking life as he goes
air and sea,
breath air and see
the odder man is me
equilibrium is where I lie
sinking when I dive
for food is what we strive
only to add to the hive
odderman yes the odder man
I can Ican
even is for steven
Not the otterman
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Posted: Feb 2010

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