There, over in the check-out line, see her?
The one with the blue hair, sapphire earrings
And matching necklace masking a fleshy neck.
(Try not to look like you're looking, but look.)
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A very fine poem Gordon; I love the tale, and the heart of the words. Your poetry always seems to have BEING to it, that essence of life-lived; you engage it well, and share it with us, your readers, in fine fashion. Write-on my friend. Write-ever-on.
A tale of many a household left without your partner dealing with the basic's that seemed so trifling once.