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call me the queen of irony

with a misfit's imagination

a dapper dimwit if you will

hung like a thief

beneath the arch of society's

consternation

while facing down life's all

knowing stare

my concentration is centered

but slight

yet of myself

I am always totally self aware

even as I learn the lead logic

and reason on a wary merry chase

I bath my confusion and conscience

with heavy humor and haste

though I do so only out of shear

devilish delight

my methods remain a mixed bag of

mischief retraced

as through means of many a cleverly

thoughtless fault

I too sadly enough faultlessly

thought I couldn't lose

but I was nary mistaken naught

I lost you twice

you then the love I initially sought

while gathering about me

other's unfortunate foolish misgivings

this Petrucio  

without even fully realizing it

until now

never even had the wood to craft her dream

the wheels of beguilement paddled to slap

any delusions I once had

soundly across the face

please note

that my shattered senses

shall soon again prevail

encouragement bickers

with misjudgment

over just where to begin

I think Montana would be nice!..............

(July 7, 1998)