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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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no weight to your soul

each degree is placed upon the shelf of day
and i count them up
to thirty one.

in florida today
they have more than sixty
laugh at me and run away

in alaska now
they owe me six
but i give them a pass
as i shake my head their mismanagement

you ball up your jacket
and toss it on the shelf
in hopes that the weight will warm your soul

I don't have the heart to tell you
about bad energy
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