It was a day like any other
in a month so cold my laptop froze.
Again I heard my lawyer's voice demand
'Call me'- citing a number
which after a while I dialed;
reaching his machine,
I left an equally terse reply.
A day like any other. Ring, ring!
Dialing the number leaked by *69,
I reached my sordid brother
who denied, then admitted, phoning by error.
In a less-than-usual time
we fell into a row. He hung up.
Next, on this in-no-way-dissimilar day: Ring! 'Hi'.
Would I hear of Jamaica', drawled the recruiter-
the town, of course, not the island?
There were clear possibilities in the Bronx
But Albany's an open door.
I'll keep you posted', he pledged.
'Thanks for the CV, by the way'.
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