Over the valley and through the woods
A half day was spent seated, motionless
Then we arrived
And a curious young man
Locked the only door
From the inside out
To the only room
To pay our water bill
To dump out our trash
After the handle was removed
From the outside
One might think
Disparagement would be unnecessary
But that door doesn’t swing both ways
If you plant corn
Don’t expect strawberries to grow
Humiliation is what precedes exaltation
Stupid decisions just delay that process
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