M: Iv: ...All The Bad Days Gone Poem by Douglas Scotney
M: Iv: ...All The Bad Days Gone
Good at what I need to do,
I'm bad at what I like.
What I like's not normal-
goes from Lucifer to imp.
My wife is necessary.
She is on my side.
Happy with all I see,
I cannot look at anything
for doubting that it's there.
When I'm bad,
I do whatever I like.
I am free of care.
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after Mallarme's 'Chansons Bas'
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5/10/2024 8:50:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You must be happily married, going by this poem.