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April 30, 2014
Davey saw dancing dolphins
and was deeply moved.
They surfed in the wake
of a boat deeply grooved.

Finned fun.

This solar-drenched gig was being experienced
in an entirely different world
than that which had prevailed
for four winter months up yonder.

And though the dolphin’s ecstasy
had taken place on April 26th,
Davey figured “hells bells, man
– why not post it a day or three late
and a holler short?”
So he did so,
not expecting any kind of retort.
In short,
nobody reads
or at least they don’t pay attention,
so he posts his screeds expecting no mention.