there I stand engrossed in the show sweat dripping, hatless, red when the tallest dude around points to my bare head so necks swing all eyes look my way-- good looking I am not it's then my furnace goes cold someone has blundered! oh, the gall! blob o' white plaster drips from head selfish! vain! kind folk hands me a napkin rub, rub, snarl-- I run. *** © 2021 selmamartin.com
And if I may entice you with a Fib as well. Here you go-- this one's for you!
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