I don't know how to heal a sprain anymore
I never feel like tasting rain anymore
Every day is not Samhain anymore
I'm so sorry I lent her my brain anymore
...
I wrote a toast
For the wedding of the Holy Ghost
Brother in law
To the heavenly host
...
Eunice went for a mammogram
The nurses laughed at her tattoo of Yosemite Sam
She held it together in their mobile lab
But wept at lunch over Rangoon crab
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