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Jan 2023
Little thinks, discipline
ignoring, thinking,
who would know.

A line in thinking,
a thread of thought
who would know.

A stitch, to catch a run,
never saw it coming,
who would know.

Who are people, too.
You have imagined them.
Who knows what every body
thought,
such as you,
fed Ted Geisel, who knew.

Who would know,
if you told them.
I said, I sent you.
I got The 500 Hats of Bartholomew Cubbins, for Christmas,
and read it interactively live... and learned a lot.
Ken Pepiton
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Ken Pepiton  76/M/Pine Valley CA
(76/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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