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Aug 2018
The king of Saturn, it's said,
Has eyes in the back of his head
    To add to the brunt,
    He has none in the front
And so everywhere must be lead.

The king of Jupiter, too,
Has his head on, askew
    He says hello
    When he sees people go,
With only their backsides to view.
© 2018 Wayne Wysocki
Wayne Wysocki
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Wayne Wysocki  80/M/Portland, Oregon
(80/M/Portland, Oregon)   
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