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Of Pleasing Odor to the Lord

Writ big in lipstick letters,
Old school scrawl 
On jaundiced skin.
Lifted from The Book of Lewd Enlightenment
(page 52), adjacent to: "Here I lie,
broken-hearted...."

Adios, Kid Intricate.

I never thought the
Lemon flower was sweet, myself. 
      - But that's me.

A cancerous attitude precludes tumors - 
They're scared shit.
Clean bill of health and an enema gratis, 
And all systems are go.

"You can love your life," 
The TV pleads, as hordes are cured:
Canes, walkers dispensed with
(They get a nice dollar on
Returned prosthetics).

And I run
Out of the room, 
Laughing and crying.
Mostly laughing, though.

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