The Fractal Journal
Integrative Analysis
Mule – (Poem)
I don’t want to hear your reasons
I don’t want to hear disdain for rhymes
Ah the changing of the seasons…
Ah the sterile little monkeys
Would mate the brood mare
With the donkeys
Blank stare
What hath thou wrought
But plastic things
That are too often bought
Etc.
Ad naseum
Bring me a tonic
And I’ll show you fun
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