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A Nudge for My Silent Kin

Although you may wave that beggars cup
Or sing that eye-narrowing lyric, I am not convinced

That some of you even know: I had forgotten
Myself. But hello to the rest of you. Some pre-drinks that was, eh!

Anyway I now have a list
Of all the others I would like to invite, only

They don’- That’s
Right!: they have no idea

We’re all even related! And they dare not ever think it.
So no—no of course not: I won’t tell them just yet.

Right then…

The party dies down pretty quick, eh! What do you do here instead?

Right. I see. “Nudges”.
Well I could produce a silent wave

—A quiet lyric—
If that would help? What do you think? Hello?
Is there anybody there?

Fuck sake—am I the only one here again?

(No.)

*

Right then—I’m off!

Wait wait wait wait wait: there is

Someone else in here? But you can’t
Just start partying again! As it’s still

A mess in here! And so

I urge you
—Not nudge you—
Urge you

To clean up as much as possible
Before you leave.


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