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Poem Number 345
imagine me naked
but always optomistic
while I'm paying for your meal
French fries
laughing eyes
my essence but a hanging chad.
or will you stand there looking perplexed
puckering bleakly
spared by God or fate
in your little black shoes
grief stricken
but always optomistic
with a little native flavor
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