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	<title>WORDCHASM &#187; Richie</title>
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		<title>THE SUPERBOWL AND TOM BOY</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The way we drink our spirits and hold our children
Like Denise on my knee-this daughter I call Tom Boy
As she giggles watching her father and periodically makes
Strange tangles of this red beard.  Its like a jungle for a precocious
One And we&#8217;re staring at the screen, trying to avoid the glare hitting from the
Rockwell photo [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The way we drink our spirits and hold our children<br />
Like Denise on my knee-this daughter I call Tom Boy<br />
As she giggles watching her father and periodically makes<br />
Strange tangles of this red beard.  Its like a jungle for a precocious<br />
One And we&#8217;re staring at the screen, trying to avoid the glare hitting from the<br />
Rockwell photo bought at a cheap garage sell for ninety nine cents<br />
-boy in his pigskin nineteen Fifties football helmet.</p>
<p>This television shows steel soldiers, clad like titans.  Giants that conquered<br />
Rome, but modern and their only god is Nike on shoe<br />
Small Logos for giant anthros.  A cosmic representation of Americans doing what<br />
seems Natural.  Tom boy bounces time and time her head bobbing and brown hay<br />
head, swirling up a smile for steel giants on screen.</p>
<p>When champions mean more for her and this game settles into her mind<br />
She realized what a feat for equestrians over teddies-like Simon who I<br />
Found for her at that same garage sell-fifty cents to keep tom boy happy<br />
As she squeezes his brown fuzzy ears.  When I sipped my brew at victory<br />
She smiles and I promised her a trip to Michaels-For Simon and her a<br />
Chocolate bear claw awaits.  On Super Bowl Sunday, a sundae wont do.</p>
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