a feather boa, on Tuesday morning
rings on every finger, during breakfast
two fires going, one upstairs, one downstairs; I’m in the bath.
bottled water, for face washing…while camping
4 types of cheese, just because.
a little bit more of this, a lot more of that
one skull scarf? please….6 is the minimum
does my excess exceed reason?
mydaisydaze 
Omg I totally love that! That’s awesome!
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Thank you Shivy, I appreciate you reading and I’m really glad you liked the poem.
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That was pretty funny. Also, there are never enough kinds of cheese.
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