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Read Poem: WHEN SUGAR-SUGAR DANCED, by Jack Peachum

(420 lbs. & counting: District,1976) When Sugar-Sugar danced topless in DC, the neighborhood shook– cracks ran in the tarmac, Senators on the Hill hid under their desks– Old ladies cried, “The sky is falling!” And if she broke wind, trees … Continue reading

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