How many false floors
must one fall though
to find the fault line
that cracks the back
of this camel?
Lucy the camel had,
two humps, Lucy the camel had
one hump, Lucy the camel had
no humps!
Lucy was a horse, of course
of course!
so obvious now
I'm not me
I'm her.
or her, or him
no humps!
Lead me to water
and hold me under
until the cobwebs are washed
then leave me to dry
Ground Floor, women's wear
and horse blankets
roomy enough for two
Lucy and Me,
no humps.
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this takes me back to brownies and large circle singalongs... but in a more grown up, jaded way. though i was probably pretty jaded as a kid... maybe more so than now!
where are you? post something, i miss you.
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