Sunday, February 28, 2010

Brother Scanner Utility

Poem replay again (what can I do when they run out?)

Carrot Juice

You do not understand this poem.
This poem is not directed at you.
The poem is written in a secret language
and has a secret message.
That you think you read something
with some kind of sense
the ordinary, clear, Swedish
is perhaps just a coincidence
or so is the imagination
that plays you a trick.
It has anyway nothing
with the true meaning to do.

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