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this poem is a happy hazard

… it’s wearing both a caution sign, and a Ha -kuna Matata t-shirt. it has flirted with the idea of getting a tattoo, but it can’t decide between the angel wings or a skull. it’s all define me define me … Continue reading

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A Whim Away

The Sleeping Gypsy, 1897, by Henri Rousseau    …   Hakuna matata, my ebony foot. No lion sleeps here tonight, and I think perhaps I have played my last song to these whirling sands. Re -member me in bright stripes, … Continue reading

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