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Feb 2013
I just heard a colossal clap of thunder.
By Jove, it’s great to be reminded that
the din and clamor of our lives
are insignificant compared to those like Zeus.
There’ll soon be rain, and after that,
a glistening rainbow hung out to dry.

Those guys do it big up there in the heavens,
and then they rip the sky apart with lightening flashes, too.
Howzat?
Yeah, an’ then there’s all their galaxies and time an’ stuff.

Jeez, I just love this great big art gallery of the gods.

Mike T Minehan
Mike T Minehan
Written by
Mike T Minehan  Phnom Penh, Cambodia
(Phnom Penh, Cambodia)   
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   Jane EB Smith and JM
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