
Monkey see, Monkey do,
all the monkeys aren't in the zoo;
Startling hand,
like time and sand;
wrinkled brow, shocking fuzz,
tell us now if you think it does;
look like me and you.
Some Poems, some Thoughts, some Yolks. Eggsalad rumbles on the Alchemies of Life: spirit, matter, autism, things that go bump in the Matrix. Honored Mom for THREE exceptional children. "My love is an imperfect thing but it sings." --- Aldo Ventura ---

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