Life
Life is a bag of jilly beans
Never in a separate bowl
Fruity, exquisite, spooned by Ian.
PiCk
and
MiX
Crouching, the tiger
amalgamated the prism of daL.
Floating, the petal
never arrived.
Dreaming, the tangerine peeled to reveal
a bun.
The fiddler: Dum digga dum.
Diggy diggy diggy dum.
And when the bag 'a' beans is empty,
PLLP.
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