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The Divorce Is Final
When my gallbladder had the gall
To kick up trouble after all
The time we'd spent in harmony,
Like precise parts of symphony,
I privately considered blasts
Of dynamite for stones whose pasts
Made rocky roads of pain and woe
And tables where I travel - foe.
With second thought, and counsel wise,
What surgeon, doctor, did advise
Is route I take, the safest course -
Gallbladder, I do thee divorce.
poem
by
Dennis Lange
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