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The Apple Cart
I shook and spilled the apple cart,
Oh no! What will we do?
Fall apart or pick them up?
Absurd, my dear, it's true!
Don't argue, for you cannot win,
Nor can you ever lose!
It's all a game, a sad mirage,
A story in the news.
'Oops, ' you say, 'I'm sorry, '
Then shrug and pull a face,
As everybody laughs it off,
And goes back to their place.
Nothing matters, never did,
Never will, my dear,
So kill yourself or fall in love,
Live! Then disappear.
poem
by
Joshua Dinkin
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