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  • And so in closing let me say there are no words
    so never let it be said it goes without saying
    that in summation let me keep my nose to the
    wheel my shoulder to the grindstone my head
    to the plough which reminds me that there are
    those among us too few to mention so as we
    would have it if we could in a kinda sorta
    coulda woulda shoulda sort of only saying
    universe or possibly which among us could

    That as the crow flies with my foot to the
    wheel and my eye on the gas or better said if
    not left unspoken

    One hardly knows where to begin
    But in just so many words
    Let me be brief

    While I seek out where the going said to be
    good but which or that was well you know
    Apologizing in advance let me ask you this
    In short
    Since time immemorial

    (Photo by Susan, garden bench, May 21 2015)
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