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We start at the beginning
(which is here)
and continue
to the end
(which is not here)
it will be somewhere
after the middle
words will stick together
(like crazy glue)
and the subject is
YOU
a memory will burst
from your head
but give it a color:
blue, yellow, or red
or go downtown
and paint the memory
brown
one day my father said
or was it my mother
(pick one or the other)
(or sister or brother)
anyway,
what was said was
".... /////..... ////... ////...."
but I didn't believe
one single word
rather than cut them
down to size,
I let them think otherwise
"that is so perceptive"
I proclaimed,
being deceptive
and appearing receptive
the response was gratitude:
(creating the right mood)
"We'll take care of it tomorrow"
but I was full of sorrow
after their exit
tears filled my room
and I was drenched
in gloom
until a white rabbit
appeared in my head
I followed him
under my bed
he turned yellow and brown
then blue and red
he crawled into a hole
where I could not fit
my heart or soul
the rest of me
fit into a bowl
the rabbit warned
"don't be rude or lewd"
but my story is
to be continued
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Footnote
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of LCSoL
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