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That Depends On My Head
Good morning. You're feeling okay?
That depends on my head. Your name?
My name's Richard. What's yours?
My name's Nancy. Got the same friend?
Yes. Teri is who spiked the punch.
That depends on my head. Your name?
My name's Richard. What's yours?
My name's Nancy. Got the same friend?
Yes. Teri is who spiked the punch.
Published 5th Mar 2025
Author's Note
This awesoku poem is a conversation between two strangers who wake up hungover and in the same room as a result of going to a party on the night before.
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