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slot another sixpence in the blackbird meter  ( my other poem is gayer than tuesday )

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slot another sixpence

in the blackbird meter


spot my home moon

with my new human eyes


pen a rotten sonnet

on the back of a food stamp


brush a side parting

on the palm of my hands


sail the lemon seas

in a lime green dinghy thing


ski with the yetis

in a faux-snow dome


win the tour de france

on the back - of a unicorn


butterfly with narwhals

( sans armbands )

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