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August 5, 2013
To continue on the traveling compost thread:

It appeared that Davey’s stark stinky realization
had not fully solidified
in the context of others’ well being
under the vast overarching theme
of the rapidly deteriorating ‘human condition’.

”Many rotting fish in the sea,” said he
about that fermenting provision.
“They swim ‘round with glee
and so it seems to me
that therefore we can’t ALL go fishin’.”

Hitherto, we did dither, blue
and neither here nor there,
but surely knew
we would go, two
of the when and where:
onward, upward, northward!

Here’s not 2 B freakin’
in dear old Absecon!