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Minds
Rolling into this silly Saturday
Amused, confused, bemused,
Remembering Hawkins’ theory,
He was once going to rule the
World because it was expected
Of a Leo, his theory was that
The way into a lady’s pants
Was through her mind and
That few knew how to ring
The bell, most of those who
Did got lost in the maize
For days returning crazed
And different people, not
Wishing a transmutation
I stuck to simple science of
Chemistry and magnetism,
True, Hawkins got into many
More pants than anyone I
Ever knew, I don’t know if he
Met
as many magnificent
Gorgeous minds.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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