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Natch, tags aren’t working, so this posting
rhymes with so what, or
what for, or
eyes only

Natch, NaPoWriMo as a tag, ears somewhat
sub rosa-
alphabetically cabbalistic, a bit

So why rush some poesy, when the Reader
keeps the reader in the dark-

Hark, the tags poetry, or poem, or the
ubiquitous “writing,” ain’t stuffed with my
stuff either.

NaPoWriMo April 2020.

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