Through the bathroom window
I saw it was raining again;
Not hard, probably, and in the
Dream I recalled a need
To poison all the bad guys.
No need for me to do it literally.
I had a clever girl for that.
I’ve known a lot of those
Over the years, evolution
Doing that neatly round about.
This one was not precise;
So the dream was a comedy.
She kept forgetting who
Was left, and laughing.
No one had actually
Started to die. We
Needed to flee, but she
Smiled on, not worrying,
Doing her humorous job.
Then the scene changed
Sparing me a grisly end.
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