Robert Plese Poems

Farewell,

May you be blessed by some part of how I left you.
May the memory of us,
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You is I, who?
Who is I? You?
You is who?
I is You!
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When there is a dangerous tune
that's played into the night.
Bring upon the crushers snare,
and leap upon mid-flight.
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What on earth could a bunny be mad about?
A cluttered mess in a room to bink about!
What on earth could a bunny find interesting?
A veggie platter or a crumpled shirt!
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For evaaaah
Is nevaaaah
knowing
When you aight
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Ugh, I am hungry!
Look at the flies buzzing
around my head
as it bakes in the summer sun.
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The Atom Splits...
We Pick Our Sides...
Claim To Know...
Yet The Real Is Whole.
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