In Vain
Hair of the dog
Three toads on a log
I'd rather be a zebra in the rain
Snow on the ground
Shoes from lost and found
Sometimes it's better to walk with a cane
Losing your cool
Making me a fool
Anything to keep from going insane
Reach for brass rings
Keep an eye on things
But the awakening is all in vain
poem by Paul H Nelson
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