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There's Nothing To It
There’s Nothing To It
I found a piece of nothing in my back yard yesterday.
I’d planned to mow the lawn so tried to move the piece away.
I thought to get behind it, backing off and sneaking round.
But it sensed my every movement and steadfastly held its ground.
Nothing made me angry. Nothing made me swear.
Nothing made me quite so mad as seeing nothing there.
Finally I called my wife. “I need your help.” I said.
There’s nothing on the lawn and Darl, it’s doing in my head.”
She said “I’m seeing nothing. You’ll have to show me where.”
Despairingly I turned and shouted “Look there’s ‘Nothing’ there.”
“Exactly!” spoke my wife “And so it seems we both agree.
and now if you don’t hurry you’ll get nothing for your tea.”
I put away the mower and locked the toolshed door.
“Aah well!” I thought, “At my age nothing matters any more.”
I went inside, switched on the box, still feeling all at sea.
My wife called out “Good luck darl, you’ll find nothing on TV.
Warren Cox
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Warren Cox
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