THINKING
OF THE CITY
Fanny
said she wanted to play scrabble
picked
up her cue and made a hundred break
The
Riddler said scrabble is for rabble
Batman
and Robin and that kind of freak
She
shivers like crazy hates nudity
He
shoots a double whammy towards her
She
looks away thinking of the city
but
the rotor lifts then sticks in her fur
If
I had a relation in this town
she
thinks I could beat that boo boy Riddler
equip
me with a crib and dressing gown
paste
him to the roof and call him fiddler
Like
a jig-saw puzzle with missing tiles
central
to her life another locus
she
negates the future and walks for miles
putting
the hex on his hocus pocus
Acre
arcing she completes her mileage
crossing
the diode bridge to Washington
pushing
The Riddler into the silage
of
his own mind the smell starts wafting down
She
wished she could be gored by someone's horns
and
vault into the ether not been born
24042020/Prompted
by El Cashew
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