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My dear muse
you love to play fast & loose.
Nowadays I never know what you are up to
what next you might come up with
You are always busy telling me stuff
that comes out of the blues
Yesterday you became a spy
I simply grew suspicious
Today you are dancing naked in my head
to a bawdy tune nonetheless
What will you become tomorrow?
I guess I’ll wait and see
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha