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I used to write about Deleware

The state somewhere out in the ocean

Where the long arms of unadulterated government can’t reach it.

Or in the middle of a large dessert

So nobody comes to visit

I used to write about Deleware

And people would stare

At my crescent-mooned impenetrable paper

Wondering what the f**k Delaware had to do with my thoughts

My skin and my unbearably ripped jeans

God, Damn.

I used to write about Delaware

Because I was in as useless of a state.

It’s a useless state.

I’m not, anymore.

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[Sean Allen]

I have fond memories of barefoot girls in Delaware when I lived ther years ago.