The Search

Searches are common.
God knows what they’re looking for!
	Mary-Anna?  (we are unisex)
	£-s-d?  (sorry, we’re all broke)
	A sharp wit?  (every one here has arrested development)
What do they search for so intimately?

They searched me today.
     All they found
          was this poem.
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