Tinker Toying
Circles and sticks.
Round holes that
don't fit.
Elementary
my dear.
Magic carpet cruise
down
crooked streets
of vacant use.
Nonsense.
Silly.
He was always
square.
Whoever surmised he
was cut from
the round?
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