A poem for tired mornings

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If I were a box
I would be full of space
and that space would be
faster than Gary.
I don’t know any Garys
but I think it’s still true
that this space would be really quite fast.
It would swim with the camels
and cry with the bees
it would paint with enamel
and argue with fleas.
except that space does none of those things.
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