feet
where are my feet
squaw squaw
a flutter in the street
leaving me aching,
undelivered and all,
Juror 17 was a real treat
I puff away at one
in the bathroom of
city hall.
"Well, I can be
very empathetic."
and all the
attorneys simultaneously
jot,
black waves
then back to yr smile
energetic
"17!"
I cried
out.
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