poem post #9

echo chamber

You wanna talk horses? No one could ride em like my cousin Freddy.
Look, I don’t mean to be rude. But I don’t think I can take hearing that one again.

I’ve told you about Freddy?
Cousin Freddy. Yes. Many times.

Oh. Guess I didn’t realize that.
It’s okay.

No it’s not. Not really.
Relax.

No. I had an uncle that use to do that sort of thing all the time.
Repeat stories?

Hell yes. Drove me nuts.
Uncle Bill.

That’s right. Uncle Bill. But how’d you know that?
Lucky guess.



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