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what a mess she howled
at me and i knew it was time
to go and so i growled
and made gestures of mime

so i sat on the floor
in an anonymous place
and pondered old lore
with expressionless face

feeling abruptly and so
that i was on a cloud
reaching high yet falling low
lands misty dewdrenched plowed

so the colors have caught
me and im so uncouth
and this dog cant be taught
hes wasted his youth

salut,
elazar