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I Apparently Have Neither

Intelligence is knowing

That Xanthan Gum’s squiggly.

Wisdom is not suggesting it

As a flavor for Wrigley.


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Already Been Chewed

I’ve been under your table.

I’ve been under your chair.

I’m a fixture in public bathrooms

And in little children’s hair.

You can find me on city sidewalks

From America to France.

Won’t you pick me up again

And give me a second chance?

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