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For E. Pound from the Thoroughly Smug

I didn’t really understand what you meant

When you said you saw a family picnicking

And they were happier than you,

Even though I felt it must be true.

 

And when you said you were happier than I was,

I knew you weren’t actually speaking to me,

But I decided to stay miserable

Just so your poem would always be true.

 

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