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"Which Came First?" by Joe DiMino
I saw a rose and thought,
how like the rose I saw
before an eye to see;
texture soft as my cheek
already texture I adore;
with such a lovely scent,
seemed scent my nose
made for
before a scent
could be.
Same question again
your pardon I beg,
thinking now perhaps
the egg
.
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