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My bones & skull

restricted me,

so filleted I, and tossed ‘em,

feeling thin, all guts and skin,

I relayed off to Boston…

In town of Bean,

I made the scene,

but didn’t make the Globe.

Since skeleton

~not gelatin~

is best for making bones…

The target next


to school enclosed in moss…

but didn’t pass,

pre-req for class,

no skull, nor bones to cross.

From Old Brick Row,

I had to go, and–

running short of money,

I hit the stage,

but made no wage,

without a bone of funny.

Returning ,then,

to skeleton–

and skull–

I stretched them bigger,

as back with bone

will keep you tone,

improving too, the figure.


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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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