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A pocketful of wry

“Lucy Locket lost her pocket…” Mother Goose

I found a pair of painters pants tucked way back in a closet.

What they lack in style and grace they make up with their pockets.

There’s room for this and room for that, but now they’re sun-like setting.

All the things they’ve come to store will surely need suspending.

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