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I ask you for a favour.

I creep forward, 
With my head slightly bowed
Like Manuel approaching Fawlty

Fearing the assured explosion
That doesn’t disappoint by erupting
With a torrent of rage, words flying from
Places that can’t be imagined by others

Each, like a guided missile
Your cunning anger
Seeking new weaknesses
More quickly than I can
Retreat and cower
Behind my logic

I got news for you buddy:
Rock breaks scissors
Scissors cuts paper
Paper covers rock.

And rage beats logic.

Aim, Fire....Pow! Direct hit!
Look at that bastard scurry for cover!
He’s twice our size, but he’s a coward!

What kind of man are you?
You’re pathetic.
I f***ing hate you.
You make me sick. 

I’m like a hologram
When faced with her rage.

Like a sheep or a quivering rabbit
No, wait, a hologram rabbit.

Why do I have to be like Harvey?
Actually, I’m probably a little
shorter, but just as invisible.

And just as sad.
In the end, maybe I’m more
Like Elwood than Harvey

Or Manuel.

I’m smart, but also pleasant.
Okay maybe, I’m not like Elwood either.
But maybe that’s just my logic talking.

So, I do what any hologram rabbit with an 
Ounce of self preservation would do.

I run away, scuttling like a crab
escaping hungry seagulls on a beach.

Or maybe more like
A 6’1” hologram rabbit 
Imitating Andrew Sachs

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