Poem -
It’s a number
It’s a number.
It’s a song.
It’s a girl.
Smooth.
Pearl joy packed.
Gold falafel,
As through ice.
It’s four-thirty.
Morning with
Phone calls.
It’s deaf mute.
It’s cheap.
A foreign car.
Maybe bingo.
Lucky night?
Something says
It smells bad.
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