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I'm sitting
at my desk
and this dame
comes strolling by,
leans over my calendar
and points out
a nose cone
bottle neck
in my pants.

The next thing
I know
we're doing
the jungle double time
on the consulting couch
with a flaming Jai-alai cesta
and the game
is all play
with a lot
of work
in between
just keeping
the wick lit.

She says
she has a job
for me
but I might be too busy
with a new client,
her,
and that's when
I realixxxed
that I was dealing
with Sybil
on caffeine
and a new horizon
had just opened up
on route 666.

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