Exchange Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

those six delusions for a pound and a half of constrictions....
what?
not the ones just here...in front....
wagging, grinning, a little spittley, but comprehensible, in a quite universitile sense.......
....no, .not these, eh?
..........all right, then.. the ones from the back of the basket.....
you'll have to wait a bit....they tangle easily.....have
to draw them out one by one......

you say you have your own scales?