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Dada taught me cards.Sitting in his suit of pants and vest.A fistful of joker-red hair strewn across his brow.His big belly like a cannon ball.
Bring on your shining armour, dude.I'll be your damsel in distress with attitude.
I am the word juggler.I juggle the wordslike swords.I slice sensewith poetic license.
This morning I've got too much energymuch too much for geography
I'm in a high moodso class don't think me crudebut you can stuff latitude and longitude
Zoe ZoeYou had to goeI felt so sad, I wrote this poe.