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I was in Europe last week and missed my weekly post. I shared this one with friends, partially because it’s short and partially because I love it. It is one of the first poems I remember reading and certainly the first I committed to memory. And I still think it’s hilarioius 25 years later…

Some primal termite knocked on wood
And tasted it, and found it good!
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.

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