You concede a strange bunch of circumstances
abutting a consolation of sorts
nothing to complain about . . . yet
but someone's interior monologue is about to sound . . .
It could be UPS
in the guise of medievalism or innuendo . . .
You're tizzied over an early arrival . . .
Try not to get hammered again . . . there's no need . . .
not that there ever was . . . at least according to the transcript . . .
It could be just what the doctor ordered
not unlike when your development was muted
and you were on your clovenly way . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |