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Apr 11
... is me,
In Middle English, all at sea,
Self-pity and the Lesser Key.
I have been blind,
And unkind,
And stupid.

But what about you, Cupid?
Where have you been?
Worrying about bits and bytes?
Locking up the lippy whites?

Well I watched the news last night,
Used my ears and not my sight.
Oh Jess!
What a mess!

Did they take you to one side?
Say "Here's your arsenic, open wide"?
While one side pushes the other shoves?
No finger prints - they're wearing gLOVEs?

I'm done.
I'm going back to being dumb.
I've fallen off my broken perch
And I'll be as quiet as a Janeite
In Godmersham Church.

Good bye and good luck,
I'll miss that Irish... gentle man.
Rich Hues
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