Could not bow
knowing bowing best
twisted in two
had the flu
in more than two ways
the bowing due
friends scolded
bow the family advised
where'd they be
when brain needs
synchronize
in a strange interlude
there and then did
the most feelings would permit
but with all results in
solid and sharp
didn't cover the gamut
didn't play a harp
but ended up
the only one who
could take a bow! !
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