The Night You Say Goodbye

The moon was blue;
The Chinky Owl went to twig so early;
The mosquitoes were fasting
in sympathy with me–

So please come back.

Please come back;
Please get your bebedees.

No, thank you!
I don’t need
aromatherapy.

*Smiley
fuming jn red,
and very,
very,
very
angry.

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