she was my
five o’clock shadow
skippin’ skeet
6 of 1
and half-dozen of the
other
7 come eleven
and kee-razy
8
a solid 9
number 9, number 9, number 9
on the
EGBDF
scale
FACE it.
It balanced out…
weight! weight! weight!
(the power of 3’s)
there’s 1 or 2 things you might not know
(alphabetically speaking)
first—she didn’t believe in time
and
B,
she couldn’t tell it
(it heard, but didn’t really listen)
and
in summation,
only used clocks
as a verb.
hickory-dickory
duck.
©Karen Robiscoe
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