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    Spoonful O' Cliche

    What doesn't inspire

    makes it longer.


    What doesn't move you

    mimics you.


    You are no mime.


    Don't stop

    Just because the sun melted your frozen eyeballs, 

    Leaving you bland and soupy.

    Swishing around slowly

    but not so fast that some splashes over the edge.


    Pick up a spoon,

    Make a paddle

    And paddle.


    Pick up a spoon, dog.

    Pick it up or be swallowed into the binary abyss--

    Of cliched dreams

    (including that one...and the next). 

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