Optometrist by James B. Earley

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Optometrist

Cover your eye..Mr. Earley
...Now what do you see..
It's you........Doctor
....Looking at me...

I sense..........Mr. Earley
You're mocking..
.............Me.....
No Doctor....as I look at you
...Clearly...it's only you I see

Some..other..optometrist
...........I suggest...you see...
There's a pain...in my ass....Mr. Earley
.....Just.......looking at me

James B. Earley

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Omar Brooks (8/15/2008 4:54:00 PM)
Wonderful, now I'm getting the good stuff. I could read work like this all day. Original!

Deanna More (7/25/2008 12:29:00 AM)
Jim, I suspect the recipe for this very original poem was 5 cups of Levity and 10 heaping spoonfuls of your amazing wit. A hugely enjoyable read. (Love your tremendous creativity!)

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