I will nod my dragon head.
After supper, straight to bed.
I will watch myself drive home,
One eye open, one eye closed.
I will tell you I’m not I,
Or I’m not me, or something
Like, and you’ll need to agree.
Then you’ll tell me I’m not you.
Dragons see life differently.
And I will agree that’s true,
But neither are you quite you.
For one you’re not a dragon.
And I’m not a mouse, for two.
Still. Thank you for the salmon.
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