Eureka
Consider this;
The falling apple bangs your head,
Obvious conclusions to draw,
Yet fantastical, even mystic,
Frozen thoughts begin to thaw,
And lubricate the mind once thick,
Then suddenly Eureka! Conundrum read.
A case in point;
Woozy Jean is sozzled at the bar,
And Joe approaches leering spilling drink,
Familiar scene is painted here again,
She misses sex so it ain’t the time to think,
Why does she always pick pathetic men?
When morning comes, she wakes up in the car.
Thumping pain is banging in her head,
And Joe is lying on the pavement dead!
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