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No One's Perfect - June 9, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jun 9, 2024
  • 1 min read

the gnat-catcher mis-judged

caught too much water

missed the fly and now shakes

his wet feathers in a tree

 

reminded me of the time

I was netting leaves from

the same pool  miscalculated

its edge and fell in

 

pulled myself out

soaked shirt  shorts and sandals

so embarrassed I hoped

no one had seen it

 

or me shaking with laughter

 
 
 

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