Past Lives
One of my past lives appeared without warning
I was so handsome she without reservation
DAYLIGHT!
(or was it a dream?)
A prince of Egypt
Just as the ouija board said
In the museum come face to face with myself
palest white
but nicely wrapped
Met myself one day while walking through the woods
I stopped looked at me my wild eyes rolling around
and then
I wet on a tree
Oh to be reborn and another crack at things
Prahbupada says "You would be a tiger
the way you snarf those burgers"
Oh it's such nonsense!
She claims to leave her body
float around upstairs
where she meets old Uncle Ned
long dead old Ned
patting her soft silken head
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