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Ian Willey<\/span><\/h1>\n

A Glimpse of the Afterlife<\/span><\/h2>\n

A line of souls snaked up the hill
\nto a golden throne upon which sat
\nOzzy Osbourne magnificent with
\nhis mane and glasses as he moved
\nhis hand to the left or right thereby
\nseparating the good from the bad
\nand the bad hurried down the hill
\nto one theme park while the good
\nwent off to another theme park
\nbut both parks looked pretty much
\nthe same and for that matter you
\ncouldn\u2019t really tell the good from
\nthe bad though it was no surprise
\nto learn that Ozzy was God.<\/p>\n

\n

Ian Willey<\/strong><\/span> finds purpose in walking about aimlessly.<\/em><\/p>\n

\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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