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Poetry from These Goodbyes
The Eye Surgeon's Party |
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At the eye surgeon's party
I didn't want to stare or blink too much.
I used only a moderate amount of eye-liner
And decided, finally, against dark glasses.
It was going very well, actually,
When a man I didn't like began to wink at me.
‘Cut it out,' I yelled
and was immediately sorry.
