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Thursday, March 25, 2010
Elimy's got me writing a poem begining with the word "Underpants"
Underpants fold, roll and tumble in the dryer,
Fresh for the cold winter's day,
Nothing could be more comfortable.
Elimy's word is: COMFORTABLE
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