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Didn’t digest my all-dressed pizza Suffering now from insomnia A touch of every possible phobia Mostly of ravenous bacteria And humongous tarantula O yes, and the sordid mafia Did I call my Grandmamma Did I put away the spatula Did I book girls’ day at the spa Did all the bourgeois really die of cholera I’m drowning under this plethora Remind me What’s that formula O yes, Abracadabra Tra-la-la and La-di-da And poof now I’m in a gondola On the way to utopia Dressed in graceful taffeta Eating baklava in the basilica Hanging from the candelabra Swinging to the tunes of Lady Gaga Supported by the silliest orchestra Hey you Pass me the foie gras I have a cockeyed camera You’ll see me at the cinema I love you Etcetera Etcetera AP: 1st place 2020 Submitted on February 3, 2019 for contest 2019 POETRY MARATHON MILE 16 sponsored by MARK TONEY Originally submitted on February 20, 2018