My Very First White Space, Baby

‘Agile’ sounds like ‘aging’

But it’s not

 The sound of crawdads singing?

 They don’t

  Janitors carve into blackboards

  They’d dunce

   The same repetitive repetitions

   Without Jerry

    Lewis’ gift of crayon-sheen

    Let’s not

     Kid ourselves

     Kid you smell

      You should have left town 

      Before you arrived

       You should have bitten down

       On an apple rind

        That would have been nicer

        Than dope

         Foretell it on the chalkboard 

         Fifty times

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-Thomas E. Simmons