Trixie Has Imagination Under Control
My imagination plays
I lie around watching
Not caring though
Not terribly concerned
Not rushing anything
Letting my muse Trixie have her way
I do not involve myself
Until the rewrites anyway
She is yelling at imagination now
Using her drill sergeant voice
Making it give her one hundred percent
I turn over and go back to sleep
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