Fidgets

don’t Hail Mary

when you ought

Viva La

–Mary isn’t.

Hearty, more solely,

an aka dba sos.

Don’t sit when

waves should thunder

–stamping feet dealer’s choice, since sand imprints so easily,

so who cares about its clock?

don’t bury face in hands better suited

to applaud

–in either case remove your gloves,

and whatever you do…

don’t cross fingers

meant

to whistle

wolf.

 

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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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