Nothings!
Read my legs!
Read my book—nothings!
Just skin and bones.
Nothing like “See Jane Run”
or “Beep! Beep!”
Nothing…
But maybe if I were present,
Jane would’ve won—
…the book.
But it’s too late!
Now,
Beep Beep.
Beep Beep.
In the library,
I see—
The Roadrunner.
It won!
It won!
Without the ole coyote.
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