March 24, 2004

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Morning Wishes for the Clear Mind

Do not go in there, we
may have an opportunity
to get two for the
price of one

Separate but equal:
unimaginative. Blow. By. Blow.

May this day be
the day when my vision
blows my mind.

Come wear my flowers.
Come see the death of my kings.
A great man, but a selfish one, long long long gone.
This day be
the articulation; a fashionable wish
that will be my pride.

Yipee.