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Friday, April 18, 2008


A very rough skeleton

A whirlwind of paper
yellow, green and blue,
a ceiling of balloons transports hair to the 80's;

Mothers squeal like schoolgurls
as a cake iced in love
emerges from the forbidden kitchen;

Voices raise in a birthday key,
and cheeks burn red, as protests are made
cameras and paper hats emerge from nowhere.

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