giggle-fit

That mischievousness that elicits mirth,
like a stomach full of sunshine,
you have that way that makes time pass,
so quietly she goes by,
as if she wishes not to disturb,
the snorting and releasing of ducks.

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A Trouts last stand

Twist of memory,
range of thought,
like a trout, in his net,
well, and truly caught.
Let’s not tarry over,
fretfully attempting to leap.
to find that slap of water,
never more to be felt,
or known.
Instead, in these last precious seconds,
let us instead look, with a fish-eye,
this fate, full on
and flip him the finnish finger,
as he prepares to dine.
May he choke [...]

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