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I’ve got so many jingles in my head

they fall like dandruff from my hair.

I can remember every word it said

until the other people start to stare

at the silent mouthing of the words

still echoing in my spongy wit.

But when I’m one of those old birds

perhaps I’ll remember every bit

of each entitling commercial rhyme

and smile for the rest of my time.

 

 

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