pass
by early each day,
throwing
out trash from the day
before
on my mental yard;
crowds
of birds flock to see as do
other
animals and furry creatures too,
but
none is as not welcome as the
fiery
female who hands me a
“keep
busy” list each morning,
with
the expectation of completion
without
exception by skyfall or my
secret
agent status will be revoked.
10Jun14
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