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Sunday, July 19, 2020

The Song of an Asylum Seeker

     Nota bene: asylum seekers sing more than one song, e.g.,

"I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls, but woke up in detention.

My new plan is to fly these walls into the Fourth Dimension."

 
I’ll never dwell in Cozumel,
in Lagos or Lahore.
I’ll ne'er call ‘home’ Mumbai or Rome,
nor Seoul or Singapore.
     I’ll rent no flat in Gujarat,
in Lima or Taiwan.
I’ll say, “No way!” to San Jose,
to Delhi and Milan.
     No pied-a-terre in Buenos Air-
es, Bangor or Shanghai.
Shall I break groun' in London town
or Istanbul…? Not I!
     I’ll share no pad in Hyd’rabad.
or Guatemala City.
Sans domicile -- ancestral pile --
I'm homeless...more’s the pity.

"Genuine / Ingenue"
A shenanagram based on Little Buttercup from Gilbert & Sullivan's
"H.M.S. Pinafore," in colored pencils on illustration board,
digitally modified, by Ulysses Poe




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