It rains grey smog
and no news from the bill
yet
Lee thinks it's a good day for poetry
me thinks so too
Monday mornings and library's abuzz with book bouncing
a cup of tea nags you like a wife..it's get up and go
the flute plays on a railway station in India
the snake dances visually
all men are snakes
and dogs
and frogs
and pigs if born in the year
or fire goats in Chinese
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