This poem, Eve, is subversive. Humans feel that disobedience is resistance is fearlessness of oppression. I included this one because it is sad, not a celebration. I doubt Eve ever felt that way, and the feeling is short-lived.
This one may seem like a rant (anything that starts with "I hate" is at least at that level). I am not talking about the little rubbery covers on soda cans. I am talking about cozy mysteries. This is
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