The Daily Dread
Yesterday
As summer swelters
My public trans ride goes on
I nicely ripen
Girl Scouts sell cookies
never know what a Brownie
will get on up to
morning after slink
easy in the big city
less so in small towns
noisy buggers both
cicada and katydid
each a unique sound
Keep the change baby
Change ain't what it used to be
Small change got rained on
Cause he wanted to be king
Links in history's change gang
A therapy named desire
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