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Stupor Stars     

I fell
Once, twice
Or made love, twice.
Picked up the pictures,
Asked for a line,
Gave a line, or a few.
Then dialled. Or got a new number.
Not for free,
Asked for it,
Not for my teeth.
Saw “you”.
And this is for the kids
I said.