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To the Pot: a poem


Duck, duck, upside-down
Corn cobs, plastic found
A different sort of view -
for duck, and me too.
The corner is darkest
But sometimes the best
Bobbing in a basket,
an open air casket
On route to the pot -
You haven’t got a lot.

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