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Imagine That ,Illoshkas Hat
Six tigers swam across the bay they sniffed the air and came my way I had no fear but asked the time they answered me in pantomime I tipped my hat and said Goodbye but tiger five began to cry so I went with them for a chat without a word....imagine that we ate an elderberry stew across a bridge inTimbuktu with seven sisters singing grace we bought a condo on the place I caught some stars at dinnertime we ate them with blueberry wine then mother called me from the moon she smiled and told me "Be home soon". '"illoshka wants his hat returned, you should have asked,and now youv'e learned' I should have asked,imagine that before I wore illoshkas hat I took it off and looked around my mind returned to solid ground The tigers turned to swaying palms the seven sisters sang their psalms and waved Goodbye across the bay the condo turned to bits of clay and I went home where mother sat waiting for illoshkas hat.
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