Transcendental Sonnet #1167:
Note on a Recycled-Paper Napkin Found at the Scene

"All that meat and no potatoes"
So my Grandpa used to say
Do you think anybody knows
What he meant or if someday
The meaning would suddenly come to me
As a rite-of-passage epiphany?

A puppet dancing on a string
Any way the wind blows
Did anything mean anything?
Meat and no potatoes

"A miss is as good as a mile"
So my Grandma used to say
Thought about that for awhile
And then made sure I would not miss today



+Steven Curtis Lance

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