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Feb 2024
In my head
ducking thoughts
bears chasing
through trees
me squawking away
hitting the other side
of my skull
and realizing
I can't fit
out that ear
Head for a nostril?
it is not going to work
i hold very still
and start vibrating
'til even the woods
are shaking
and the bears yield
to my faux quake
and then
because that is
so hard to do
so much to endure
I dampen down
the vibrations
and we're all good
and no one sees
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
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     Ken Pepiton and Larry
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