I Wonder

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    I Wonder

    I saw you in a glare,
    At Park Place Ware.

    Was it cranberry color?
    Or raspberry I wonder.

    I could not tell,
    For nite still fell.

    Just outside the showroom,
    You stood with great aplomb!

    Could 2 baby carseats fit?
    I'll have to wait a bit.

    I can still see the moon,
    Will I own you soon?

            LEXUS

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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