Dancing deeply in sticky ideas

Twirling treacle

Highlighting all my deepest fears

Round abouts swing


Piroeting round the obviouse

Apparently inert

I try to remain obliviouse

To my souls call


A can of very wriggly worms

Severence of I

So?  You can all stop your chatter

myself will be no more


My dreams don't seem to count


All the crossed fingers do ammount

To hope


Shall we share?  The commonsensical approach?

Heavons forbid

My life is beyond your reproach

And mine alone


Having taken all the tests

Ethics rule

This now atheist

Freed her will.

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