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Gregory Paul Dancer
Poems
Mar 2016
She was doing yoga
I was in a toga,
she was doing yoga:
I don't know her.
Handed me the sushi,
instantly I grew a beard;
It was bushy.
Her eyes mad a sound like
lightning,
which startled a sardine.
The sky was aquamarine.
Some nonsense.
#funny
#odd
#random
#silly
#surreal
#nonsense
#off-the-wall
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