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  • A Dream
    25 Jun 2004

    I asked my boss to loan me a little
    Money for the train
    When I got off the sky was dark
    And the streets were bright
    I ran home under lunar light
    For three seconds between pushing off
    And touching ground
    I hovered in the air
    While black sheep and ne'er-do-wells
    Watched me sternly from their stoops
    I wondered who was taking care
    Of the baby now
    My boss had sent me home
    He and his wife were still merry-making
    Suppose the baby was alone?

    Could be rubbish, but I refuse to examine it.