I don't come in bed, she announces.
Let's try the pool, you suggest.
You know, she says ignoring you completely,
Here I am on the bus reading Zen and it hits me
Multiple and all.
I just don't understand it.
Oh, you say, massaging your bruised ego,
Try it with the dictionary next time.
Maybe you will.
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