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Ideas came in hard. They came in fast.
They opened my dream, and gave me a blast.
Big Bluegill laughed, and sent me quickly home
In my day state, to write a gentle poem.

Few original ideas now, for they did not come in slow.
I remember some of the amazing end lines, but not in a row.
I could not see the clock, when my sleepy eyes fluttered.
What time is it, Alexa? I wondered and muttered.

“It is one oh two, a.m.,” she sang out bright and clear.
The prettiest voice, she is always ready and near.
We have an Alexa or an Amazon in every single room. 
She is great company for you, tells jokes, but let us resume.

The insistent wake-up poem in my head, the one that woke me up….
Where did it go? Who has it? Will it be THE poem, Finn name of Huck?
And will another author get the credit? Maybe they should.  
Was it ever really mine? And frankly, was it even that good?

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