Vanna White
"Ok, Vanna White," she'd chide
While shutting all the cabinet doors
I'm better at opening than shutting stuff
Like right now
All possibilities left open
Let fate decide
What I think I want
Never gets dealt
And I'm running out of time
Bluff my way to some comfort
Another door to opens
Either way
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Copyright © Steven Young | Year Posted 2022
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