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PARTY by CHARLES HARPER WEBB

First Line: MY WIFE OF FORTY YEARS COUGHED, THEN MELTED INTO A NYMPHET
Last Line: EVEN WHEN HE SHRIEKED, 'YOU COULDN'T MAKE A DECENT %SANDAL, YOU!' IT BARELY BOTHERED ME. I SWEAR
Subject(s): FIGHTS; MARRIAGE;

Poem Sources:

THE AMERICAN POETRY REVIEW, V27#5, SEPTEMBER - OCTOBER /98.
  (1998)
 



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