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This is for when it's not tuesday, there are no batteries in the flashlight, or when we can't find the keys to HQ.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

What I did in Louisville



Haikus upon visiting Zachary Taylor's grave.

I was with my parents.
Time to kill in Louisville.
Visited his grave.

Our twelth prez could not
spell, says Wikipedia.
Typo on his tomb.



I love history
and dead presidents. Spring break,
time to see the graves.
Posted by Little Shirley Beans at 6:03 PM

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