Save the Date

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I once cut my hair

And I think I’ll do it again, plus deny my Greek-goddess roots

What I will do next will delight and amaze you all

All of you who put me in a box you call, “somebody I used to know”

I will hire a car service, like the braggarts of New York City

Hand the driver a tip with the fat direction to drive you all far, far away

Wherever it is, you need to go

Mark your calendars in pink ink

Colonial 

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A moment of balance
In muslin white and waiting for them
On the outside looking in
But content

It’s an odd hour

What have you to do anyway
Return home, to the heat
Don comfortable clothes
And be with the telly and takeout