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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Saturday, January 01, 2005

If it Weren't for Those Meddling Kids

as if unmasked bankers
can bet the farm
i inhabit the carnival
because i enjoy mirrors
& the sound of pipeorgans
down in my hideout
in love with my moustache
a big claude rains rouse
all shadows and sepia
humming the marsaille
& other overused sound tracks
to the average movie goer
i say it's to blend in but
they all notice me hiding


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