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Saturday, March 26, 2011

The Echo

Editor's note: James sent us a poem which ended with the line:
"Where is my echo?"

Dear James,

If you listen closely you can hear it. . . .

. . . .

RE. . . .J. . . . .ECH. . .TO

. . . .

Wow, it bounced back as a rejechto.  Sad day for you.

Best regards,

Caleb Emmons, PhD
Journal of Universal Rejection

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