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January 1st
A whole new
Irksome block of monotony
Placed at my door
By night.
Climb up or down as you please
Vacuous and silly I am all agog.
Some crazys have not slept
To herald
My wife, sterner stuff
As usual
Shakes off the ennui
And ignores the banal.
Note: Poem written long ago
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