I dreamt once that a
Hummingbird followed me home;
I thought it a bee
And struck it—bird
Went one way, beak another, and
Whatever message that
It had to deliver was
Lost.
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- Engaged in one of the following activities: daytripping, puddle hopping, being parenthetical, or being situationally ironic.
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