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Feb 2018
Give me one word, two words
And we’ll give the thing a name
Learn how to point a finger
And we’ll find someone to blame

Give me one thought, two thoughts
And we’ll think the whole thing through
Craft a sentence punctuated
We’ll decide what will be true

Give me one minute, two minutes
No time that you will miss
We’ll make an art of waste, you’ll see
We’ll manufacture bliss

Or

Take one heart, your heart
And mine will make for two
Love will make them whole again
A sailboat we will crew

We’ll cut ties with the mainland
As one set out to sea
Knots undone, sails unfurled
The deep waters, you, and me

With hook and line we’ll win our meals
We’ll bake beneath the sun
And life, for all its labors hard
Will be already won
Simon Monahan
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Simon Monahan
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