Like a hungover bridesmaid
trying to look her best
through her worst day
in that lovely green dress
as I lay here in bed from rise to set
passing between books and sleep
under the ceiling fan that's recently
developed a hefty wobble to it
and a rattling of its light fixture
obnoxious enough to replace
Chinese water torture
in its appropriate setting
with its appropriate face
and now looky here,Jim:
"This just in--"
Ah, shucks. It's enough to make
a grown man...
...well, you know.
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