The Score Huitain
Deafening the score for spring break,
set off by the harp’s gentle voice.
That pas de deux of give and take,
a fever pitch played with such poise.
There are so many twisted toys
that masquerade as gentlemen.
Soft banter that clamors a choice:
do you want cheap or a bargain?
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