Walked out to my front yard.
Like I always do.
Read the morning funnies.
Enjoy my Colombian brew.
Removed the rubber band.
Pulled my section out.
Dilbert prolly dissing on the managers.
I'll get a cackle, no doubt.
Just looked weird at first.
His space had gone unused.
Guess they put him in the dog house.
The Plain Dealer Blues.
Nothing to do around here.
Rusty blizzards and chemical spills.
Might as well tell them to go to hell.
Quit paying my subscription bill.
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