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Sunday, April 12, 2026

near dream poem

by rhoda penmarq





buddy sat beneath a tree
iskander wept beside the sea
all they wanted was the key
to the magic door of stagger lee

mom baked a brownie
with a frown, she
heard the front door slam
like raspberry jam

on the flat side of the moon
king arthur hummed a tune
as he waited to proclaim
the commencement of the big game

to decide once and for all
the size and shape of the ball
which would be used
to choose

whose dog was best
this was the test
i wanted to be discreet
and got up from my seat

everybody booed
they were really quite rude
but just for a start
i forgave them in my heart

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