| If I were a lamb | cha-cha-cha in a lion’s tooth coat |
| If I were a fish | suited to sharkskin, rhumba ’til dawn |
| If I were a sparrow | in cowboy falcon boots, square dance shaking the floorboards over the heads of mice |
| I contain dualities, multitudes | breakfast of toast and coffee, oatmeal and eggs |
| when I look in the mirror | I need a shave |
| the glass will not shatter if my dark wing | touches the light |
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qbit 
Love it! I’ve been stretching my dark wings of late.
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I love the creative presentation of your poem! The sparrow caricature made me smile!
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I get ‘dibs’ on the Sparrow …. as always, you blow me out of the water.
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Lolol!! Thanks!
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How beautiful is that last one …
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I like your kernel of wisdom at the end. I like your message it’s ok to be, whatever your be may be.
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You had me at “cha-cha-cha in a lion’s tooth coat” !! Sheer brilliance Qbit from beginning to end!!
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Thank you!!!
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Crazy! Like the sparrow one best.
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Thanks!!
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This is inventive and very cool!
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You are so creative! Had me right from that brilliant beginning.
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Thank you!
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