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another ransom note
that i’ll never bloody pay

old joseph bloggins
has kidnapped my young goat

a letter from my penpal
from yon fifteenth century

written with a quill
upon the eve of bosworth

a farmfoods flyer
but i prefer iceland

that’s where mum went
to see the volcanoes

a postcard with a cryptogram
a caesar cypher code

from her with the fake nose
glasses, tache combo

psst with a nod’s wink
syncing like stopwatches

plus three orange pips
from the k.k.k

in the mail today

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