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My Muse Has left the Building

She has wings,pink ballet shoes, and oh yes a tutu.
She has horned rimmed glasses, and often has her face in a book.
She flashes her dimples when she laughs.
She dances badly and sings with a wonderful rich voice.

Every night she whispers in my ear a new word or two.
When I awaken I try to catch her to ask what the words mean.
But she dissolves into laughter and sunlight.
So I am left holding one pink shoe and a word or two.
What should I do?

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Written July 24th, 2005

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  • July 25, 2005
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    lol!! That was cute...You're muse sounds as elusive as mine. Keep up the great work. Good luck in the contest. Best wishes to you and yours,
    Nicole