Here they are!

When I heard she had great form
I thought they spoke of diction
Even if they were you’d
Never find her buried up
In Young Adult Fiction.

Had she outgrown shelf
And poorly laminated barcode
Or did she just avoid?
Got it in the end
Printed on thin cardboard
And hard to find.

How many ones and zeroes
Gonna make me feel
A way with words so good
Moore’s law is too slow
For me to cop a feel
Before the silicon melts and fries.
Before she can slap me.

I told here a conjured and adjective:
Said it reconciled the vast difference
between the pretension of agriculture
and the humility of urban regions.
She laughed and refused
To pick up the tab.


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