I know
which button to push
to blow-up, Q-fixed fountain-pen
Fatima-Blush my friend; when
he explodes, fire bursts from
his nostrils and ears
I enjoy the explosion, but
miss him until he shift-shapes
again, I suspect he learnt the trick
from the fake-Rolex salesman-
alien in Will Smith’s movie
Men In Black
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