No one really needs to see this one yet, so I'll just put it here.
Hemorrhage
Because you will explode
Like a bouquet of
Mr. Lincoln's Tea Roses
During an unspecified
Act in the Farce,
Frustrating a lifetime
Of efforts from teachers,
Analysts, and surgeons
To hold me together,
And emptying my head
Of the eternal poppycock
That I was thinking
Something important,
I have left this month's
Electric bill
Unsettled.
-Thomas L. Vaultonburg
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