Confused

 

She came by to say
The world was flat

And that if it weren’t

She wouldn’t be

Over the edge without

Even a ledge to cling to,

And her toilet flushed

Only clockwise

Contrary to mass belief,

But Barry could make

It go counter

Providing half assed relief,

So what do you do

When a lady is blue

Set a date at the gate

When the moon is

An hour past new.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

 

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