sometimes
words are shuffled into place
from
an outback town
in a bar for strangers
passing through
where a few may see your poster
and with nothing more to do
may tag along
and when you view
this rag-bag crew
stand them up in line
against a wall
and then, and then, and then,
somehow surprise them all
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