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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
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Well, let that serve as a warning to the women of the world! That is a cool metaphor, though the battle itself doesn't sound quite fairly stacked. I wonder about the phrase "she sets to . . . deposit her babies,' only because I don't think it's scientifically acurate. Perhaps "nurture, feed, or create?" Overall, I find this poem intriguing (and I like the way as a whole they all work together).
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