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Running the Mouth: Butterfly Blues

by Frank Hubeny

When I’m here then they move there
Or anywhere than here or where
I think it best to aim my mind.

But when I rest enough I find
Right here is where I’d rather be
Than chasing what does not want me.

Posted on January 9, 2017 at 8:18 PM in Frank, Humour poetry, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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