A TASTY START

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once upon a clear, clever moon

I fell from myself one tender afternoon

but not too very far

'cause alas I'm back on that bar

you can't go through life and forget the little four

liners and flowers

you can't forget your childhood and all its story time

reading hours

by plight of near night

and through dusk unto dawn

why, I can make myself visible with the touch of this

pen-like-wand...............

(written Sept 22,1992 am)

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