Quatrain of Talking To Me
Talking To Me - shame on me
You spoke vociferously when I wasn't
listening, I never caught
a single a
word,
Now I must reconfigure my blank
spot and try to remember
what I
heard.
Nothing of consequence comes to
my cerebral peridium, my
mind was in
sequester,
Next time I shall pay attention,
instead of pretending I am
interested, I'll make an
honest jester.
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Order # 6216
Quatrain of Talking To Me - 6216 - Yorktown Disciple
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