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A blank piece of paper

Floats across the green

Words could be recorded there

That were written on the screen

Rhyming words and couplets too

Could fill the lonely space

Aggressive words, obtrusive terms

To get right in your face

Or relaxing ideas that just float along

Like leaves upon a pond

Unassuming words to pacify the reader there

Not likely to abscond…

By Todd A. Gettings

February, 1994