poem #2 March 29, 2016

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The man who stood outside of time

Couldn’t think of words that rhyme

Could not feel the beat or pitch

Could not sing along with Mitch

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But he knew where he had been

Going there and back again

Choosing year and date to suit

Month to month a mere commute.

 

Copyright 2016

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